high-ho silver

I tried giving my daughter the antibiotics and it was too awful. She couldn't keep it down, it was probably the most evil thing in a bottle. I did some reading on this particular medicine and there is a significant history of people not being able to get their kids to take it. Imagine drinking bile. That is what it is like. (great image eh?) I asked the very nice GP to change the medication to something less disgusting and he did it easily. I also learned more about the evil medicine from a friend of my husband's who is a doctor. (though not a GP) This shit is horrid but there is not enough interest in doing something to block the bitter flavor. I suppose what gets me is that I can understand giving this to an adult. While an adult will know that the medication is awful, their tastebuds aren't as sensitive and they have more of the intellectual capacity to get the stuff down, while a three year old doesn't have any of that.
Miss Biscuit has always been a good sport about medicine but this was just too much.
I felt such a state of joy when I got the new medicine. It didn't have such strict guidelines about how it was taken, she only has it twice a day and she was happy to take it. I did have to promise her it wasn't the bad stuff. (christ this morning was traumatizing when I tried to get her to take it the last time. I felt like the worst person in the world with the way she looked at me and cried.)
It will likely be easier on her digestive system to take this stuff. The evil stuff is like a nuclear bomb. (makes your stomach hurt)

I let her pick out dinner and so we had spaghetti carbonara. All three of us pretended we were eating up snakes. It took a couple of days but I think things are calming down. Even if the weather isn't.

To bed to bed!