Posted by on Jul 24, 2011 in babies and ear infections, causing fears in your kid, ear infection after tubes, lingering ear infection, sick baby | 3 comments

Three weeks after getting those miraculous, going-to-solve-all-our-problems tubes, Ryan’s got a raging double ear infection.

The ear doctor’s reaction? “Wow. Huh. That’s a double ear infection.” (You can see why we pay him the big bucks.)

So now Ryan needs ear drops three times a day, as well as a solution of vinegar and warm water shot into each ear twice a day.

Let me back up for a moment and explain how we’ve ruined a few things for Ryan.

No kid has ever loved a changing pad the way this kid did. He’d be happy to lay there all day long, getting his diaper changed, playing with his stuffed octopus.

Circa January, 2011. (See? I’m not exaggerating.)

Until he started getting all these ear infections and various other ailments. The changing pad was the easiest place to pump him full of meds. He finally figured out that he might only get a diaper changed on that pad, or he might be force-fed antibiotics. You just never know what you’re gonna get. So now he cries the moment you even look at the changing pad.

Circa this weekend. (Not even soft, new jammies can eliminate the changing pad fear.)

Likewise, he used to love going to the doctor. It’s a new person! Someone to play with!

But then he had to have his ears scraped clean, followed by three consecutive days of antibiotic shots. So now he screams he moment you enter a doctor’s office (even if it’s a different doctor… he’s smart like that).

But you know what he loves more than anything? A bath. The kid could have a horrible day, scream at daycare all afternoon, and then come home and happily splash in the tub.

So, back to the ear solution that needs to be flushed in and out of his ears. It has vinegar in it, people. It stinks. This can only be done in the bathtub. But I’m terrified of ruining bath time for him. I’m terrified of the idea that by the time we’re done, he’ll have a new fear and will scream every time we plop him in.

In addition, he needs the drops three times a day, which means for one week, I have to go to daycare every afternoon just to pin him and put drops in his ears. Currently, he’s very happy to see me when I arrive at daycare. After this week, I expect that to not be the case.

I expressed these fears to Mike.

This poor kid has been through so much… We’ve ruined so many things for him. What else are we going to ruin for him?”

Mike’s response: “Everything. We’re his parents. That’s what we do.”

Oh.