Uncle Roger's Notebooks of Daily Life
My life is, to me, ripe with frequent challenges, occasional successes, spontaneous laughter, adequate tears, and enough *life* to last me a lifetime. To you, however, it surely seems most pedestrian. And therefore, I recycle the name I used previously and call this my Notebooks of Daily Life. Daily, because it's everyday in nature, ordinary. These conglomeration of events that are my life are of interest to me because I live it, perhaps mildly so to those who are touched by it, and could only be of perverse, morbid curiosity to anyone else. Yet, I offer them here nonetheless. Make of them what you will, and perhaps you can learn from my mistakes.
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Tuesday, June 01, 2004
Jared has been down and out all weekend, with a fever coming and going since Saturday. He's been lethargic, had no appetite, been unable to sleep easily, and has been rather whiny the whole time. We've felt really bad because there was no way for him to tell us what hurt.
He doesn't understand it either. I know that if you're sick, you will (generally) get well and the pain and discomfort will go away eventually. He doesn't know that. As far as he knows, this is how it's going to be, from now on. That would suck, if you ask me.
We called the 24 hour advice line last night since it seemed like it wasn't getting any better, and the nurse recommended calling the doctor. So, at 7:30am I was on the phone to Doctor Joe at home (do we have a great doctor or what?) and he said he wanted to see Jared in the office today. I made an appointment for 11am and shot off an e-mail saying I would be working from home.
Doctor Joe asked a few questions that seemed to confirm what he suspected. He listened to Jared's heart and lungs and then pulled out his look-in-the-ear thingie. I held Jared's hands in my right hand and his forehead with my left so the doctor could check his ears. Sure enough, in Jared's right ear was signs of an infection. I was able to look as well and saw a bunch of redness, like coals at the bottom of a deep barbeque.
After seeing the ear infection, the doctor said that he was surprised that Jared wasn't complaining more. He never really did complain much, just whimpered and whined a fair bit due to the pain and discomfort. Well, we got a prescription for a course of amoxicillin, made an appointment for a follow-up visit a week hence, and headed home with Jared's first ear infection.