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Eyes & Ears & Mouth & Nose...

Poor little Benjamin. He went to see Dr. Patterson today because his eyes were still goopy and Nathan and I were getting a bit concerned that he might have an infection. Well, we were right, partially. He has pink eye in both eyes and an ear infection in both ears and a sinus infection. On top of that he is majorly teething. He's got something wrong with half of the popular children's song "Head, Shoulders, Knees. and Toes!"

Of course I feel like a terrible parent because I didn't take him in sooner to see the doctor. This started Friday night and today is Wednesday. I'm only slightly consoled by the fact that I did talk to a nurse in the pediatrician's office on Monday and she gave me the "wait and see" line. But still, if I had insisted on bringing him in that day, he'd probably be feeling a hundred times better now. Man, that mommy guilt is a powerful thing.

Of course, it didn't help that Benjamin was still his usual self these last few days. Sure, he was a little more clingy than normal and took earlier naps than he usually does, but I chalked that up to his "cold." There really was no way for me to know that he had a double ear infection or a sinus infection. The pink eye I should have caught, but his eyes weren't red or really swollen like the nurse said they would be. So I should let myself off the hook for that one, right?

So now he's on antibiotics for the infections (yummy bubble-gum flavored Amoxicillin) and prescription eye-drops. Considering that he is 18 months old and has never really been sick (just a couple of minor colds) I guess it just makes sense that when he finally does succumb to it he would go for the whole shebang. Better to get it all out of the way at once, right? At least, that's what I am telling myself.

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