June 22, 2007
yes, I DID pretreat, I swear
Last night, when Wade came home from work, Charlie said, “DID DADDY BRING MY PINK MEDICINE?” And when I said yes, he did, Charlie sprinted from the playroom to the kitchen to have some. Unfortunately, the pink medicine in question was NOT the pink medicine Charlie was expecting (Dear pharmacy, it might help if you TOLD parents of small children that NOT ALL ANTIBIOTICS COME PREFLAVORED, love Susan) and so he sobbed and vomited it all over me.
I was wearing a brand new polo shirt, from J. Crew (seriously, I took the tags off YESTERDAY MORNING). Thank god it’s End Of Season sale time and I only paid $15.00 for the shirt, because instead of being a lovely lime green it’s now a lovely lime green with pink(ish) splotches aaaaaaalllll the way down the front. It is entirely possible that while Charlie was sobbing and vomiting I said something really supportive and helpful, like “Dammit, Charlie!” It is also entirely possible that Wade spent the entire time that Charlie was crying and vomiting making dinner for himself (and Henry) because he hadn’t eaten since 5:00 am and was REALLY REALLY HUNGRY.
I kind of lost my appetite after the vomiting of the pink medicine.
This morning, FIRST THING, I called the pediatrician’s office and told the Very Nice Nurse about the ear infection and the medicine and the HURLING and she said, “Oh we can’t have that!” She also told me that kids don’t run a fever with swimmer’s ear, which was a relief because if I can’t take these kids to the pool this summer I will GO INSANE. Then, when I said, “OH please can I take him swimming today because we REALLY NEED TO GO SWIMMING,” she reluctantly admitted that swimming might make the ear HURT again, but wouldn’t make the infection any worse.
Okay then!
By 10:00 am there was a new antibiotic waiting for me at the pharmacy; this one was STRAWBERRY flavored, which seemed better than MEDICINE FLAVORED (hello, spoiled much? when we were kids we just TOOK THE DAMN MEDICINE, or better yet, had a shot in our . . . yes). When Charlie finally came home from his big trip to the zoo with Daddy, I let him smell the medicine (because I’m stupid, or optimistic, or SOMETHING) and he said, “I’ve had that before. Can I take it now?”
Then he slammed back the teaspoon of penicillin derivative and licked his lips and did a little dance, all the while declaring, “I LOVE THIS MEDICINE!” And I had a small glimpse into what his life in the fraternity will be like in, oh, thirteen or fourteen years.
Ear infection is on the mend. We swam for an hour this afternoon. We are saved by sweet strawberry flavoring. The end.
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June 22nd, 2007 at 8:07 pm, Tricia Says:
All I have for you is a big
Whewwwwwww……
June 22nd, 2007 at 9:58 pm, Melissa Says:
This sounds like a good reason to go shopping.
June 23rd, 2007 at 12:33 am, crazyjane Says:
i’ve worked at a pharmacy for 12 years. all the liquid anti-biotics actually do come flavored. it’s just that, apparently, many of them are flavored with things like putrid roadkill or extremely out-of-date milk. we actually have what it called “The Wheel of Yuck”. this is provided for us by the company that sells extra flavors for the meds and it tells us which of all the liquids are the top 25 nastiest and suggests alternate flavors for them. for a nominal fee, of course. i think the drug companies are in cahoots w/the flavoring company. why else would there be rancid pork liver flavored meds for kids?
June 23rd, 2007 at 5:16 am, Donna Says:
Oh poor you.
We’re living parallel lives. Yesterday my son scraped his knee and bled on the JJill pale pink wrap cardigan that I HAD JUST UNWRAPPED FROM THE BOX. I, too, muttered something terribly motherly and sympathetic under my breath (”Dammit, Jack! This was BRAND NEW!”).
Great sale on at JJill right now by the way.
Luckily.
June 23rd, 2007 at 9:00 am, Wendy Says:
I am just happy that I am not the only mother who doesnt want her kids to get her all messy. I am frequently heard, “Dont touch me with your dirty hands.”, which is then met with big sad puppy eyes and a, “I just wanted to get you a hug, Mommy.” Yeah, well do it after you clean your hands. Mom has a reputation to uphold.
June 24th, 2007 at 8:17 am, Shan Says:
This made me laugh, because my girls (including the baby) LOVE all medicine. Baby Tylenol, baby ibuprofen, prescription stuff–any of it. They are both on daily long-term low-dose prophylactic antibiotics because of congenital urinary reflux (PINK MEDICINE) and they both just suck it down like candy. Not that I give the baby candy. Or the toddler, either, for that matter. But I too have had visions of future chemical dependency. (Not really, and nothing to joke about, but….they really do love that medicine.)
June 24th, 2007 at 11:43 am, My Minivan Is Faster Than Yours Says:
I just stumbled across your blog and OMG, too funny! Thanks for the tip on the meds!