I thought I would quickly give a recap of what also happened this last week in our family. On Tuesday, our little Luke was admitted to the hospital overnight for drinking a whole bottle of cough syrup. Either I left it on the kitchen cupboard in the middle of the night or he climbed up and found it on an upper shelf. He had been pretty sick with a fever that day and so I noticed his behavior was a little odd and thought it was because of that. He was behind the couch laying on the heater for a long time and when I checked on him, he was holding a little matchbox car just moving it back and forth.
I thought he had finally fallen asleep for a while when he came out from behind the couch, totally as red as a beet! I picked him up and felt that he was pretty hot, although the thermometer said he was only around 101. What was even more strange was the way he looked at me when he came around the couch. He gave me this huge blank stare, almost like he didn't recognize me! He was certainly out of it.
Peter got home from work around then and started doing something in the kitchen with the kids. I called him to come and look at Luke. When Peter saw how red he was, like he had been in the sun all day or something. and how he was not really responding to his name, he said to take him the the Urgent care immediately.
I set Luke down on the floor so that I could get ready to go and we noticed that he couldn't walk. He was flopping around, kind of crawling in a circle. He fell over and bonked his head pretty hard on the floor and didn't really notice any pain or look for me to comfort him. He was just so out of it he seemed delirious. Peter said maybe I should go straight to the ER. I stopped at the urgent care quickly just to see, since it is really close and on the way and sure enough they said to go to the ER.
On the way, I kept trying to talk to Luke and he still didn't really respond. At one point he was looking at the ceiling and moving his head back and forth like he was hallucinating or something. I was getting pretty worried and at this point still thinking that this was all from a fever.
At the ER triage, I noticed that his eyes were moving back and forth, like they couldn't focus and he started dry heaving. They took us back to the pediatric ER and he was quickly surrounded by people trying to evaluate the situation. They were worried that he was having a seizure. The Dr. said that these symptoms could be from fever and asked if he had gotten into any medicine. That was the first time it had even crossed my mind! I tried to call Peter at home to see, but couldn't get a hold of him right away. They took his temperature, got an IV going and gave him some Tylenol. They also took blood samples and ordered a CT scan and a chest x-ray.
While all this was going on, I finally reached Peter who said it was obvious that someone had been into the cough syrup. When he described the bottle, I knew right away that it was the new bottle I had just bought the day before. It was empty!
I told the doctor immediately and he said that all of his symptoms made sense. He was heavily drugged. Luckily we found out that what Luke had ingested was on the mild side as far as anything damaging goes. We just needed to wait for him to metabolize it.
We continued to go through all the testing that was ordered, which of course takes time. Luke finally fell completely asleep during the CT scan. I was relieved to see him peaceful and not all whacked out. The chest x-ray showed a little bit of pneumonia, so they immediately started and antibiotic. Finally at about 11pm they admitted us into the pediatric ICU so that Luke could be watched closely until he returned to normal. He woke up around that time and was wide awake, and acting a little drunk still. I was so tired by then but I wasn't expecting to get any sleep any time soon.
Luckily, Luke got his own nurse that stayed in the room all night! It was a male nurse that was so good to him and Luke was still too out of it to be clingy to me. Finally at about 12:30 I laid down in the little window sill bed and fell fast asleep for a couple of hours. When I woke up at around 2:30 Luke had finally fallen back to sleep and all was quiet. I was up many times because of heartburn and bathroom breaks or hip pain from being 8 months pregnant, but Luke slept soundly until 9am. I was so happy to see my little boy wake up acting completely as himself, and wanting no one but mommy! We had breakfast to make sure he could keep things down and played around for a few hours. By noon Luke was begging to go home and we were finally discharged.
This was a very scary ordeal and I felt so sad that I had not put the cough syrup more out of reach. Worst mom award right here!
He loves this teddy bear now.



