Yesterday ended just fine, so Dad left for work as planned in the morning and Mom had planned to take me to Nana’s during her breakfast meeting and then head into pre-school a bit later than usual. That was the plan. Ha!
I woke up in a terrible mood — maybe as unhappy as I’ve ever been. So bad, in fact, that Mom couldn’t take me to Nana’s and go to her breakfast meeting. Instead, she had to cancel her meeting and stay home. I was almost inconsolable. Mom held me, rocked me, and sang to me — anything that might possibly calm and comfort me. I refused to eat much of anything (except strawberries, of course).
Nana came over in the afternoon to help take care of me and to offer her expert opinion. Around 2:30, Mom & Nana decided I should see my doctor. The earliest appointment wasn’t until 7:30, so I spent the afternoon and evening just as unhappy as I was before.
When I finally saw Dr. Kazdin, she diagnosed me with infections in both ears, with hemorrhaging in one. Well, it was good to get a diagnosis — and better to get medicine! To make the day worse, we got stuck in the parking garage (I think Mom wanted to cry!) and then the pharmacy took 30 minutes to make my amoxicillan. Along with the antibiotics, I also got motrin for my fever, which was cool (ha!).
Finally, the unhappy day ended with me falling asleep in my crib at 9:00.
I woke up Wednesday morning still sick, but feeling a bit better despite the discomfort of the amoxicillan-induced diarrhea. Nana pretty much held me and gave me plenty of TLC today.
Mom gave me a bath, but my diarrhea didn’t really cooperate (feel free to provide your own imagery). I hope this ends soon…I don’t think I’m going to make it to pre-school tomorrow.
Last year I was celebrating the end of a poop watch.
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