Scare of my life

Saturday morning was a scare for me. I was sitting on my bed and my daughter was sitting on the floor, I was assuming playing with her toys. Next thing I know she lets out a cry and there I see in one hand, she has Deep Heat (a muscular rub ointment) and her mouth is white from the cream. I rush over to her and wipe out all the cream and try and make her vomit since I didn't know how much--if any-- she injested.

I rush to the phone and since my husband is working weekends I try to call him on his mobile and his work phone but there was no answer. I tried to find the poisons center number - but I was so frazelled I couldn't figure out how to spell it. I then called emergency and they sent an amublence over. By they time they'd gotten there - Mia was fine, but after a look over they said she was ok, but to keep an eye on her.

I felt like an awful mother. She's ok now, but boy - now I better look at getting all the stuff dangerous out of her reach... although I don't know how she got the deep heat... It might've been on the bedside table or something...