Poor Kid

Poor Jasmine. While she was in the bath, I grabbed a doughnut from the kitchen. I had just finished eating it when she called me into the bathroom. (my husband could see her from the living room so I knew she wasn't going to drown) She wasn't in the bathtub anymore when I got in there and you could hear the panic in her voice. She had grabbed my shave gel off the sink and managed to get some of it out. Her hand must have slipped and most of it ended up on her face and in her right eye. I don't remember if I've ever gotten shave gel in my eyes before but it must hurt. I quickly got it off her face and away from her eyes but by then the burning must have kicked in. She was full out screaming. I didn't think it would last more than a minute or so but it seemed like she cried for at least five minutes. She was so upset that she was throwing up and complaining that her throat was also hurting. She was a mess. When she gets upset to that extent, I get upset. I was on the verge of crying myself. All these crazy things going through my head. I know it's pretty impossible that something in that gel was going to kill her and yet my brain can make the impossible, some how seem possible when it's the worst case scenario. I had already looked at the can and it didn't say anything about keeping it out of your eyes or any warnings. She eventually calmed down some after turning on cartoons AND reading Horton Hears A Who to her at the same time. (she insisted that her show be on and that I continue to read the book) The capillaries around her eye are all busted, creating little blood spots all around her right eye. I think all the crying probably helped wash out anything that may have made it into her eye. It definitely had to hurt. It's unbelievably hard to watch your kids be in pain, particularly when you know it's something seriously uncomfortable.