Showing posts with label parenting. Show all posts
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Friday, June 15, 2012

Dangers in Our Medicine Cabinets: is Your Child Safe?

Nkiru Oh

Little kids are curious. They are adventurers and like to explore. They have their ways of getting into everything, especially things they are not supposed to go into. Yes, they enjoy snooping around in purses, jacket/coat pockets, handbags, wallets, glove compartments, and other places people typically keep their medicines and believe the kids have no business venturing into.

Do you know the dangers lurking in your medicine cabinet? According to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC), "unintentional poisoning was second only to motor vehicle crashes as a cause of unintentional injury death for all ages in 2009...[and] in 2008, 28,171 (91 percent) of all unintentional poisoning deaths were caused by drugs!" (Emphasis mine).

Some erroneously believe that OTCs (over-the-counter medications) are safe. No, please! ALL medicines including vitamin supplements have potentials to cause harm to adults and children when they are wrongly ingested. Many children have died, many cognitively affected, from taking a parent's medicine/s. Save your child from accidental death from ingesting your medications! Save yourself from the heartache and guilt of causing the death of, or impairment to, your child! Below are some of the ways The National Safety Council and other experts suggest you can protect your child from accidental ingestion of medications:

  • Store medicine in a locked cabinet: The safest place to store medicine is out of the sight and reach of children. This can be a high cabinet or closet, and it should be locked at all times, even if you think your child cannot reach it.
  • Use child-resistant caps for added security.
  • Keep medicine in its original container: Don't switch containers for pills or liquids, because they could be mistaken for something else. Also, never use a medicine if the container doesn't have a legible label. Do not guess the name if you cannot read it.
  • Never leave medicine out. If you get called to the phone or front door while you're taking or giving medicine, don't leave the container behind. Also, as tempting as it is when you’re going to take another dose soon, don’t leave medicine sitting out. Children act quickly, so medicine that’s forgotten about, even just for a moment, can be dangerous!
  • Discard medicine properly/carefully. Don’t throw medicine in the trash—your child could easily dig it out. Instead, ask your pharmacist for a local collection program. Or, if you must throw out the medicine, keep it in its container and double-bag it. Dispose them in a way that a child cannot find and swallow them.
  • Never refer to medicine as candy. Many parents do this and it is wrong! Help your child understand that medicine is medicine and not play things. Always call it by its proper name. Also, if possible, try not to take medication in front of children.
  • Unpack and store medicine first. A bottle of coated pills looks a lot like candy to a young child. Remove medicine from grocery bags before your curious kids start investigating.


"Nothing is more wretched than the mind of a man conscious of guilt."
---Titus Maccius Plautus (254 BC-184 BC) 

Thursday, April 12, 2012

The Wicked Mom!

Nkiru Oh

Kids are innocent and they often say the funniest things! My first son, Ozi, was three years old when I had his sister. Oh was he ecstatic! He loved her so much and wanted to give her the world. Problem started when his sister would not play wrestling and the game of soccer with him! He therefore requested for a brother. He pleaded that we should 'buy' him a boy to play with. At a point he even gave me the money and showed me where to 'purchase' the boy. As far as he was concerned, parents, especially mothers, have  the power to buy any child they want. And loving moms buy brothers for their sons to play with! Behold, I had another girl and the begging for a brother continued!

By the time Ozi was six, I had had three girls consecutively, and he could not take it any longer! When I was pregnant with the third girl, not that we knew the baby's sex though, he pleaded throughout the pregnancy that I should ensure to have a boy! To welcome the supposed brother, he gave me all his toys and some of his new clothes to keep for 'him'. He also gave me his newest soccer ball to put away for 'him'. All my explanations were too complicated for his innocent young brain. So the very day baby and I came back from the hospital, Ozi was out of himself with joy! He frequently checked the baby's ears. Each time he touched the baby's ears, he smiled broadly and literally kissed her from head to toes! I termed those touches and kisses part of his excitement for having a sibling.

Three days later, he checked the baby's ears and saw she was wearing a pair of tiny stud ear-rings. Boy-Oh-boy...all hell was let loose! Ozi threw himself on the floor wailing and throwing the worst tantrum I ever witnessed in his entire young life! Nothing pacified him! He wouldn't talk to me or look at my face! When my mom, his granny, pleaded that he tell her what ailed him, he snapped angrily, still crying bucketfuls, "Mommy is very wicked. Oh my Guowd...she is very wicked! I begged her not to pierce the baby's ears so that he would remain a boy! Now she pierced his ears and she has become a girl! Mommy has turned my brother into a girl... and girls dunno how to play football!" Holly Molly! It took divine intervention and my mom's wisdom to calm him down! And he continued to give me the meanest look until I promised to have a brother for him some day!