The ongoing saga of getting medicine into Bean continues…
Last we left off, the Hubs and I were trying to get the powder from the capsules into her food so she’d ingest it. We were, at best, minimally successful, so I called the doctor’s Monday morning to see what else he could recommend. Honestly, I was hoping he’d suggest a shot of antibiotic because frankly, it would have been easier on all of us. But, he didn’t- instead we decided on an antibiotic that could be easily flavored in the hopes of at least getting her to choke it down.
It took her 45 minutes, 3 meltdowns, countless threats of being held down so the medicine could be squirted in her mouth*, a half a bag of M&M and some cheese balls for her to take about 3/4 of it. I promised her I’d get her more goodies if only she’d take her medicine. That is why I found myself at a gas station at 6:30 this morning, sweaty and yucky from working out, stocking up on soda, M&Ms, and munchkins from Dunkin Dounuts. And even after all that, we only got 1/2 of her dose (which is only 1 tsp mind you) down her.
So I did what any desperate, out-of-ideas parent would do.
I took the Bean’s medicine to school and begged the school secretaries to give her her medicine at lunch time. I stressed that she probably wouldn’t take it and for them not to stress out about it, but if they could give it a try I’d be eternally grateful. I left the school convinced this was going to end badly for them and the Bean.
When I went back to school that afternoon to get the medicine from the office, the secretaries told me she took it all without a fuss.
Of course she did- because she’s out to give me a nervous breakdown and to make me look like a fool in front of the school staff. The Bean is so lucky she’s so darn cute.