last.nerve

I think I have one nerve left. Sesame Street is helping me try to find a couple more at the moment.

We had round 2 with the meds this morning. Unfortunately, Josh was already at work. It was just Claire and me. We screamed, cried, fought, got really sticky from a certain someone spitting medicine all over the place barely survived. At least it's over. Josh called right at the end, and thankfully it was him. If it had been someone else, I think they would have thought I was a really angry person. Picture me, eyebrows together, lips pursed, almost ready to cry (and slightly annoyed that someone was calling at this inopportune time) saying in a gruff voice, "HELLO!" I probably would have hung up on me. There was a slight pause before Josh said anything, so I think he probably thought about it, too!

It was good timing and bad timing all at the same time. I cried.

If you have any suggestions for getting this medicine down her in an easier fashion, please leave it in my comment section. Fortunately, she only has to take it twice a day. Unfortunately, it is super thick, so even when you think you're done, you still have 1/4 teaspoon left. I tried to mix it with her jell-o yesterday...she was way too sharp for that one. She took two bites, and said, "I know you just tried to poison me with that medication...I'm smarter than that don't want any more."

Prayers, please.