We’ve finally taken the last dose of medicine for Meg’s ear infection. Every dose was a challenge to get down. 20 doses in 10 days was not fun.
I just don’t understand why someone can’t make medicine taste good. I mean someone invented baby shampoo that won’t sting, why not medicine that tastes like cupcakes?
Hmmmm….maybe I’m on to something. (If only I didn’t hate science).
These pictures pretty much show you the struggle every time. I would measure it out, she would tell me she needed water. I would get her water, she would ask me to count to a random number (13, 29, 40, etc.). I would count to the random number, she would have to go to the bathroom. Finally, I would lose all patience and give her my “you have two choices speech.”
Which goes like this:
Mommy: Meg, you have two choices. They may not be choices you like, but you do have a choice. You can take your medicine like a big girl, or I can hold you down and pour it down your throat.
Meg: I’ll take it like a big girl.
I love my “two choices” way of forcing Megan to make a decision. It works every time. I’ve even heard her telling her imaginary puppy the “two choices” speech.
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