Sounds about right. Probably wouldn’t be much better now in these ER’s around here.
My 2 childhood ER memories are from drinking bleach (I was undernourished like a football) and landing on my elbows in hot coals from a grill after being told not to go near it. Not much has changed from that either. I’ll still drink or eat abt anything and do anything I get told not to.
Heh, sounds like you were about as smart as me. I drank paint thinner one time when I was 3. Someone out at my Granddad's house had the intelligence to pour it up in a drinking glass. Another time I took a whole bottle of my visiting Aunt's thyroid pills. I'd filched them from her luggage thinking they were candy. I may have been 5 or 6 that time. I think it took quite a few people to hold me down each time long enough to pump my stomach, so I didn't really like doctors for a long while after that either.