I feel like the world’s worse grandma.
I was showing everyone tonight how am epi pen worked. I had the sample, test pen and I demonstrated how you take the cap off and push it into your leg. I explained how this is a test one, but the real ones have real needles in them. I then carefully put the sample and the 2 live pens back into my backpack that was in daddy’s room.
All of a sudden you came running into the kitchen saying you had blood on your finger. I couldn’t imagine how you would have cut your finger until I want across the house and into dad’s bedroom to find the pen. It was taken out of the backpack pocket, out of the case, the safety cap was off and sure enough… It was deployed!
After calming you down and assuring you that you didn’t have to go to the doctor, daddy called 911 and they just had us soak your hand in warm water for 20 minutes.
I felt so badly. I severely underestimated you little buddy.