all thanks to a little blue pill

No, it is not what you are thinking...or maybe it is. We are not sure. Whatever it is, Hoyer got into it last night around 7 pm as I was cooking dinner. He was at my feet the whole time, I was cooking salmon, went to flip it over in the pan, looked down and saw this little blue pill in his mouth. I freaked. My first instinct was to finger sweep it out, which I did and is how I retrieved what you see above. I had no idea how much he ingested or if I had in fact caught him in the act of putting it in his mouth, but to be safe, I did the finger sweep again, this time going far back. He then proceeded to vomit 2 times on the carpet. EEK! I googled poison control who told me since we didn't know what kind of pill it was that I should go straight to the ER. They were able to recommend Baptist Children's Hospital, which was only 2 miles away. That was when panic mode set in for me. All the thoughts about what in the world he had put in his mouth kept rushing in my head. Who's was it? A previous tenants? Kyle and I have no medication in the apartment, none, not even Advil, nothing, it had to be a previous tenants. Then I started thinking, it looked like Aleve, but who knows, it could be a street drug or that other little blue pill. OMG, get us to the hospital!!! Where did he get it? He must have gotten it from under the fridge or somewhere where the vacuum misses and the maids miss and only a little finger could reach down and grab someone else old dirty pill and smack on it! I threw Hoyer in the car seat and set out for the hospital, where in the world is the hospital?? My GPS couldn't keep up with me and I was in panic mode. My mother-in-law can attest to that, she was on the phone with me, a registered nurse and a way to get in touch with Kyle, whose phone kept going to voice mail in SPANISH!!! Finally a jogger pointed me in the right direction, then a police man who was pulling someone over told me I had passed it, as you can see from the pictures, it looks like a freaking hotel, so I finally arrive, all the while Hoyer is sound asleep? He wasn't making noise and I so scared. (I soon found out he was just asleep.) I pulled into the ER and thew my keys at the valet, so nice to have a valet at a hospital, but I don't know what he thought of me. I got Hoyer signed in, he was awake and acting himself 100%. Laughing at the nurse, I felt like an idiot trying to explain what had happened. I felt so bad, but the nurse assured me I did the best thing I could have done. I mean, you babyproff everything and he finds someone elses pill under the fridge?! Kyle finally called and things began to calm down, I mean I began to calm down. I don't know where I get the overreaction thing from....could it be my mother?

Side note....my mom had to recently rush my dad to the ER from a woodworking accident, lets just say, my dad thought he was going to die from the car ride.......not the woodworking accident. My dad is fine now, by the way, just minus a finger, but who needs a left thumb? Right?.........
Anyway, back to Hoyer. So, Kyle arrived, we were admitted, Hoyer had to drink charcoal, his blood was taken and urine and he was hooked up to an IV with fluids. Oh how my heart ached as I had to hold him down while the nurses did their job. I will never forget that feeling, just so helpless and wishing I could trade places. The hospital could not have been better, more hospitable, if you can believe that little pun and was stocked with toys and movies galore. Hoyer soon fell asleep and he was released at around 2am. There was no traces of any street drugs or anything at all in his system. THANK GOD. We all fell into bed and poor Kyle dragged himself to work this AM. He is an amazing dad y'all. He was the glue that kept us all together and calm and cool. Thank God for Kyle. Hoyer saw a pediatrician today who was not happy with his liver test results from the ER, so we are going back on Friday for the test again. We feel confident that all is well and that this is just a precaution. Hoyer is acting himself, so happy and so loving. He got a balloon today on a trip to the drugstore that he adores. The small things.....Here he is in the hospital, charcoal all over the place, he is swinging around his toy truck that they gave him.


Lets end on a happy note...Here he is in his new walking shoes...Crocks. He isn't walking on his own, but he walks when I hold his hands or when he holds on to my legs. Oh, and he gives kisses now, make the fish face and dances up a storm when any jingle comes on TV. He is adorable and we are so glad he is well.
And here he is playing with straws. He loves straws these days. If you have a drink with a straw, you better watch out, cause Hoyer is going after it.