Oh, That Dreaded Call…“We’re in the Emergency Room!”

On June 25, just 6 months after we adopted our precious baby girl (Pepper), I got that call (from my husband) that everyone dreads…”we’re in the emergency room…Pepper threw up after eating some leaves that might have been poisonous!”.  Ironically, I was on my way home from conducting a presentation on poison prevention education which concluded with my favorite two professional, (and now personal) mantras: …”Don’t stall, just call 1-8...