I ordered Sentinel that night. 4 units.
I was sceptical. Could something this simple really make that much difference?
I plugged the first one in near our boiler.
The display lit up.
"0"
Real numbers. Real-time. I could actually see what we were breathing.
For the first time since that terrifying day, I actually knew my family was safe. Not because a green light told me so — because I could see the proof.
No more guessing. No more trusting. Just knowing.
I put the second one in the kitchen near the hob. Third one in the hallway outside the bedrooms — right where our old detector had glowed green while poisoning us.
I check them every morning now. Just a glance.
Zeros across the board.
That's all I need to see.
Our baby was born in January.
Healthy. Perfect. Ten fingers, ten toes.
I cried when the midwife said everything looked normal.
My midwife said I was lucky. Low-level CO exposure during pregnancy can cause developmental issues, low birth weight, even miscarriage. We caught it in time — barely.
Last month, our Gas Safe engineer came back for a routine check. He saw the Sentinel units throughout the house.
"Smart move," he said. "These are what the professionals use."
My mother-in-law had a detector from 2009 on her wall. Fifteen years. Green light glowing.
I bought her a Sentinel for Christmas.
"I had no idea," she said. "I test it every month. It beeps. I thought that meant..."
I know. I thought so too.
Now she calls me every week:
"Still zeros. How do you like that?"
I like that just fine.