We seem to have mini disasters strike when we have company in town- Banjo began running away while Ken's brother was visiting, well, okay that's really my only other example other than what I am about to share. But the point is why can't disruptive things happen when there is nothing going on to interrupt?
Saturday Ken and Dylan spent the day hiking and Katie, my sister and I had spent the day shopping and hanging out. When Ken and Dylan got home our plan was to go to dinner but Dylan was really tired and told me he couldn't hear very well out of one ear- one very very red ear. Within half an hour he was crying and inconsolable. Anyone who has either had an ear infection or been near someone with an ear infection can probably picture the scenario. I called his doctor even though it was after hours, and luckily his doctor happened to be on call. He said he had to see Dylan before he knew what to proscribe, but that I could give him the numbing ear drops (left over from one of many prior ear infections) and Tylenol or Motrin. He also recommended a warm compress and said to bring Dylan in to see him Sunday morning. I tried everything he said but with 90 minutes Dylan was wailing uncontrollably. So we headed to the ER. I know that's why the ER is there, but it still feels silly to go in for an ear ache. So yada yada yada. Yes, his ear was very red and swollen. The doctor gave me a proscription for an antibiotic but by this time is was 9:30 pm and it turns out most pharmacies close at 6 pm on weekends. So Dylan and I drove around looking for an all night pharmacy. Before leaving the ER Dylan had been given a dose of Motrin, something I don't keep on hand but all pain meds are the same, right? I guess not. I don't know if it was just that he responds better to Motrin or if it was the combination of Motrin and Tylenol or what but he was suddenly out of pain and chipper as could be. At 10 pm.
Now we come to the point of this whole post. While I was waiting in Walgreen's for his antibiotic he was checking out the toy section. He found a pair of metal handcuffs that he really really wanted. I put him off by saying that I would bring him back for them if he had enough money saved up at home.
Once he had a dose or two of the medication he no longer had any pain and so bright and early the next morning he started counting out his money. Sure enough he had the right amount. All day Sunday he talked about going back to buy the handcuffs. Monday was my sister's last day visiting. We went to lunch and to the aquarium and Dylan asked every few minutes when we would be heading to Walgreen's. We got home in the mid afternoon and within a few minutes of getting home Dylan gave me this:
And then on the back:
So Ken took him to Walgreen's, where he was wracked with indecision and bought a cap gun instead.
Saturday Ken and Dylan spent the day hiking and Katie, my sister and I had spent the day shopping and hanging out. When Ken and Dylan got home our plan was to go to dinner but Dylan was really tired and told me he couldn't hear very well out of one ear- one very very red ear. Within half an hour he was crying and inconsolable. Anyone who has either had an ear infection or been near someone with an ear infection can probably picture the scenario. I called his doctor even though it was after hours, and luckily his doctor happened to be on call. He said he had to see Dylan before he knew what to proscribe, but that I could give him the numbing ear drops (left over from one of many prior ear infections) and Tylenol or Motrin. He also recommended a warm compress and said to bring Dylan in to see him Sunday morning. I tried everything he said but with 90 minutes Dylan was wailing uncontrollably. So we headed to the ER. I know that's why the ER is there, but it still feels silly to go in for an ear ache. So yada yada yada. Yes, his ear was very red and swollen. The doctor gave me a proscription for an antibiotic but by this time is was 9:30 pm and it turns out most pharmacies close at 6 pm on weekends. So Dylan and I drove around looking for an all night pharmacy. Before leaving the ER Dylan had been given a dose of Motrin, something I don't keep on hand but all pain meds are the same, right? I guess not. I don't know if it was just that he responds better to Motrin or if it was the combination of Motrin and Tylenol or what but he was suddenly out of pain and chipper as could be. At 10 pm.
Now we come to the point of this whole post. While I was waiting in Walgreen's for his antibiotic he was checking out the toy section. He found a pair of metal handcuffs that he really really wanted. I put him off by saying that I would bring him back for them if he had enough money saved up at home.
Once he had a dose or two of the medication he no longer had any pain and so bright and early the next morning he started counting out his money. Sure enough he had the right amount. All day Sunday he talked about going back to buy the handcuffs. Monday was my sister's last day visiting. We went to lunch and to the aquarium and Dylan asked every few minutes when we would be heading to Walgreen's. We got home in the mid afternoon and within a few minutes of getting home Dylan gave me this:
And then on the back:
So Ken took him to Walgreen's, where he was wracked with indecision and bought a cap gun instead.
Comments
Has he enjoyed the cap gun?
Is his ear infection a thing of the past?