Lew stood on a rather large, rusty nail the other day. It pierced his shoe and went into his foot. Awesome.
Thommo rushed him to the doctors where the wound was cleaned and dressed and antibiotics prescribed. That’s pretty much where the fun began.
First, 18kg 3yo is refusing to walk on the foot (can’t blame him) so he needs to be carried. Although, when he wants to he manages to get where he wants tol go rather well, hmmm.
Second, the aforementioned antibiotics need to be given 4 times a day. At least 30 minutes before and 2 hours after food. Given to a child who has a looooooong history of hating medicine. He’s been known to vomit just when we’re in the middle of the “woot we got him to take his medicine!” dance. And dosing must occur while trying to explain to moody 4yo that no he can NOT have any of his brother’s medicine.
Yep, I’ve got a medicine refuser and a medicine demander. And an extra 18kgs to lug around. Fun times.