The big bad infection needs to leave our little guy's ears once and for all.
It so rudely intruded for the first time about two weeks ago. We counter-attacked with a trip to the doc and bubblegum-flavored Amoxicilin. We thought the infection got the point. We're not interested in any of its kind around these parts.
(Note: And yes, I did try a very tiny lick of the Amoxicilin and yes I was instantly transported back to 4th grade, lying on my parents' couch, watching the "Empire Carpet" commercial).
But alas, for this particular infection, it was apparently going to take a little more than a tasty pink elixir to get our point across. This past Monday evening the infection welcomed itself back into our son's cute unknowing little ears. So Lucas and I headed to the ER Monday night with him spiking over a 103 degree fever.
(Note: Despite the little guy's uncomfortably high fever, Lucas was still eager to explore the entire waiting room by hand and knee.)
Well, we've got some more serious ammo now. No "sweet pink" potions this time around. This antibiotic means business. It aims to kill.
Be afraid little infection.
Be very afraid.
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