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The First Half Of The 21st Century Looks A Lot Like The First Half Of The 20th

Stayed home with the boy today, which was fun. We went to the grocery store in the morning, where he demanded first I give him the box of strawberries I'd picked up from a Valentine's display (he didn't get them), then a box of 100 Calorie Cheddar Chex Snack Mix (that, he could have). In the afternoon we went to Barnes & Noble, Ian eating Cheddar Chex Snack Mix as we cruised the aisles. I bought S. L. Farrell's A Magic of Twilight for me and Sandra Boynton's One, Two, Three! for him. In between those two trips we played and ate and napped and generally hung out. Lisa worked from home so she could spell me from time to time. It worked out nicely.

He can say "thank you," which sounds like "na-noo." Think Mork from Ork here. He says it a lot, and sometimes very loudly. He also nods yes when you ask him something he agrees with. It's a deliberate motion, a single quick movement of the head downward. Very decisive. It makes offering him things easier, unless he nods "yes" while saying "no". Unfortunately, he's a little young for the mixed signals talk.

I'm leaving out the unpleasant parts, of course. This morning Lisa held his arms and head still, while I squirted cherry flavored antibiotic into his mouth. I had to pinch his nose shut so he'd swallow. He cried.

Yesterday the pediatrician diagnosed Ian with a staph infection, antibiotic resistant, or Methicillin-resistant Staphylococcus aureus (MRSA). The ER doc did not actually culture it to confirm, but instead sent us away with a prescription for a sulfa-based antibiotic. We all know the cillins family: amoxycillin, penicillin, and the rest. They've done the heavy lifting for antibiotics for decades, with the sulfa group sitting in the back. They haven't been used much since the early days of World War II. Now they're back. Side effects may include drowsiness, nausea, and other features you don't want for anyone, let alone a toddler.

After it was over we hugged him and told him we loved him and how proud we were of him and soon he was fine again. Then in the evening, we did it again, only this time I held him while Lisa did it. Nine more days of this.

We gave him a bath before putting him to bed, as heat will help the wounds. It ended early when he suddenly stood up and we saw that one of the boils had ruptured. Blood and a little pus running down his leg. We stopped the bleeding with a clean diaper, then put a band-aid on it. Afterwards, washed the towels in bleach and cleaned the tub. This stuff is bad news, and of all the germs he's given us, these we definitely do not want.

Friday we go back to the doctor for follow up. If we're lucky, the antibiotics will have done the trick. If not, we'll have to go to the ER or the Urgent Care to get it drained.

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Did 351 words. In all honesty, it's easier to write because then I don't have to think about my day. Or rather, parts of it.


Oh, I'm so sorry to hear this! Best wishes to the sweet little guy and his folks!

Oh, man. Poor little guy. Poor you and Lisa.

Glad you had a nice day with the boy, and good on you for getting the words down.

Cheering on the sulfa.

Ugh! on the staph infection, and I hope that the sulfa has cleared it up completely for poor Ian...

Aw, poor kid! Hope he gets better soon.

In my experience, sulfa drugs aren't so bad. (I'm allergic to the 'cillins, so it's all sulfa for me -- I take the same drugs WWII infantrymen did!)