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Introduction 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. Sinasohn.Net
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Friday, March 20, 2009
The Attack of the Great Green Gobs of Eye Goop
Picture this -- your darling baby boy, his face coated in gooey-ness, sticky green balls of goop the size of peas popping out of his eyes... Yep, we took him to an exorcist, er, the emergency room. We were there all Sunday afternoon and evening while the doctor consulted ophthalmologists and performed tests. In the end, the diagnosis was as expected -- sort of. It was Conjunctivitis -- pink-eye -- but quite possibly bacterial instead of the much more common viral. And so an antibiotic ointment was prescribed. Um, ointment? Yep, The idea was to deposit a long bead of ointment directly on the eye of a ten-month-old baby. Heck, I don't think I could have done that (or allowed someone to do that) to myself, let alone get a baby to cooperate. Luckily, the ER doctor was very insistent that we follow up the next day with a visit to our pediatrician. Rachel took the day off and I arranged to work at home. Rachel and her mom took the kid to the doctor while I picked up Sara from preschool -- the woman that normally cares for them (understandably) didn't want to take a chance, even with the ones that didn't have it. So Rachel tells the pediatrician about the ointment. He says to throw it away and writes a prescription for drops. Much more reasonable. He still doesn't like them, but at least we have a sporting chance at getting them in his eyes. On Tuesday, Rachel had a field trip so she had to go to school. I took a sick day to take care of the kids, but put in a few hours while Jared napped. I picked up Sara from preschool and she wanted to go to the nearby playground. We went across the street to one of the three (count 'em: three!) chinese restaurants within a quarter block of her school. Sara had broccoli chicken (no surprise there!) and I had curry chicken. After that, we went to the playground to meet up with some of her friends. When it came time to get Jared, we left the playground and headed for his school. There, I let the kids play for an hour or so with the other kids on the climby-thing while Ezra took his afternoon nap. By this point, by the way, most of the goop in Ez's eyes was gone. Wednesday, Rachel's mom watched the kids while I worked from home and by Thursday, all was back to normal. The invasion of the eye goop had been repelled!
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