Having to get through a dose of whooping cough in house full of people with lung conditions (Esther, Ellamay and I all have asthma and Amelia has cystic fibrosis), was a little stressful. The whole family was given strong antibiotics to get on top of the infection. Tim and I had tablets which were easy enough to swallow but about an hour later left a yukky taste in our mouths and made us feel a bit queasy. The 3 girls had some pretty horrible suspension mixture, the kid version of what we were taking. It had the same affect on them too. It required lolly bribery to get the kids to take it. Orange tic tacs were the best. Medicine, drink, tic tacs.
Amelia though, was not so easily convinced to begin with. We struggled and strained with her. The antibiotics she usually takes are apparently "yummy" and the new ones were "too yukky". It was horrible to have to force her to take it when she has to take medicine all the time. After one particularly terrible episode with medicine taking, Tim took her into her room and they lay on her bed talking about her art works to settle her down. Daddy can make things better some times. One benefit of being in isolation for the week was having Daddy time.
We were so relieved when Amelia realised that she had to take the medicine and started to take it quickly and without complaint. She is our super brave girl.
Esther and Ellamay went off to school today for the first time in over a month. HOORAY! I hope they have a great day, get exhausted and go to sleep early tonight. What do you think my chances are?