Well. It seems like just my luck and the house gets smacked in the face with a sick bug. In fact the blasted thing knocked on the door, walked in and dropped a giant suitcase on the floor with a huge CRAAAAAAAAAAAASH. A doomed long stay. Why oh why!? How can I evict this bug that has taken over my house?
The sore ear started with R2D2. The bug leap frogged over to Tink with ears, throat, eyes and sinuses. Moved over to Dinky with ears and throat ... and now I have the whole package. And just got kicks and giggles the Bug decided to give me a nasty, nasty cough. Have you ever had that insane, irritating ringing in your ear that just wouldn't stop?
Yeah. I have that.
Plus it sounds like my left ear has a fish bowl stuck to it so imagine my enjoyment when I yawn. Or sneeze. Or cough. So. Much. Fun. As much fun as say, rolling around in honey and laying over an ants nest. But not as much fun as eating a tub of jalapeño ice cream with hot sauce topping and bullet ant crumble as another tasty treat.
Needless to say I'm a miserable wreck. Yet through all of this, Husby hasn't gotten sick. The stinkbug.
Tuesday morning I noticed Dinky having his myoclonic twitches over the span of about an hour. Didn't give his rescue medication because we wanted to see if they would stop on their own. They did, but I still called the Peds office and we were told to just show up and we would get squeezed in. So that's just what happened. Waiting in the waiting area and our Ped walks out, sees us and goes: "You. I'm supposed to be seeing you tomorrow." ....welllllll, obviously not. Back we go and I lay Dinky on the table and start undressing him while giving a run down of what was going on. I old him that Tink was about midway through her course of antibiotics for ears, nose, throat, eyes... so he said Dinky would be getting antibiotics regardless. Checked his left ear and goes yep, checked his right ear oh for sure and grabbed a tongue depressor, pried open Dinky's mouth and we got a prescription for amoxicillin. Not only that but also had our Clobazam increased again to 10ml a day. 2.5ml at 6am (this seriously sucks!) and the rest at 8pm.
We really can't seem to catch a break. Always has to be one thing or another!
Tink had her intake assessment for speech therapy. I think it's totally not needed, but whatever. What do I know. She's happy with learning a few signs. She now signs for please, thank you, more and book. Clever girl!
I should probably get going. Dinky is awake, Tink is trying to break into a locked cupboard for cheerios and R2D2 flew through his chores so he could go to a friends house. I should set the time and give the house a 20 minute tidy. It's amazing what can get done in 20 minutes!
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