Three times we’ve taken Brenden to this playcare place, and three times he’s come home sick. On the 15th we went to another hockey game and sure enough, two days later Brenden was sick. AGAIN. This time with pink eye and a cold. The cold turned into a horrible ear infection. He was absolutely miserable. I wonder what a nearly two year old must think about not being able to open his eye? The doctor said on Monday there is a still a lot of fluid and pus in his ear and that it is actually bulging a little. This was the worst he’s ever been. He would just sit on my lap with his head flopped over to one side Sean Preston (Spears) style and moan. He wouldn’t eat anything for over a week and he had a really hard time sleeping. Poor little guy.

Two trips to the doctor and one to the urgent care place—plus two different antibiotics, lots of tylenol, ear drops and eye drops later—he finally started feeling better yesterday. Today I would say he’s back to actually acting like Brenden. He played, laughed and ate. Plus he took a 3 hour nap. He still has a bad cough and a runny nose, but he is on the road to recovery.

Patrick and I have been trying this whole time to fight off the cold. I think the only think that has helped me from completely giving in is that I just had a round of antibiotics when I got my wisdom teeth pulled on the 13th. Which is another whole story about an arrogant doctor who did not want to believe me when I said no one could find my veins in my right arm so he attempted to prove me wrong 4 times all over my arm and wrist before finally going into my hand. That is something I would never have allowed if I hadn’t been under the influence of laughing gas at the time. I wish I had taken a picture of my poor bruised arm, but it is finally starting to look better. Mostly.

Patrick took three days off of work starting today and we had a nice day together as a family. And that’s my update for now. I’ll try to add some pictures in the next couple of days now that Brenden is back to smiling.