To our health

It has been pretty ugly around here lately. I got not one but two calls last week to pick Dylan up early from daycare because of fever. She was initially on amoxicillin, which is the one that tastes like bubblegum and causes adults to reminisce wistfully about their own ear infections, but was soon switched to augmentin, which, while very similar to amoxicillin, lacks the deliciousness. The resulting twice-a-day knockdown-dragout-medicine-forcing-down-throat fights have been, um, exciting. Not to mention the thrice-a-day eye cream-putting-into-eyelids extravaganza. She's better now, thanks. We had a few days that looked more or less like so:
I know, could we be more pathetic. Then Aaron got sick and took to his bed again. I need to stock up on smelling salts or maybe a cattle prod for him. Snuffy has been in excellent health.

I know I said I was done with the health insurance talk, but I was just kidding. Between doctor visits and medicines this all cost a little over $100. If it had been after January, when our health plan switches, it would likely have been at least three times that.

The ear infection came right on the heels of my thinking I had gotten a handle on whatever in Dylan's diet was causing her to wake up every night for a month with painful gas. So she stopped waking up with gas and starting waking up with some kind of other unidentified pain. Now that that has been treated she is just waking up, but in no apparent pain. Maybe this is going in the right direction? With the ultimate goal being NOT WAKING UP. DYLAN ARE YOU PAYING ATTENTION?

We were so pitiful at one point this weekend that Josh called his mother-in-law and arranged for her to bring us a meal. It was right in the middle of the apocalyptic snowstorm, and, in another sign of the apocalypse, Dylan actually ate the vegetarian chili. It was such a nice thing to do, and it resulted in some of us getting fed on a day when feeding ourselves seemed like an imposing task.

Everyone has recovered to some degree, so we can now get back to doing our thing. Our thing is to put Dylan in different containers and carry her around.