How can I tell you where it hurts, when I can't talk?
When Liam was small and we didn't yet know he had autism he used to get rampant tonsilitius.
I would take him to the Doctor, get the antibiotics and then fail hopelessly at getting Liam to take them (because he was so sensitive to taste and smell) so bacteria being who they are would then build themselves up and mutate into something even stronger and more painful.
Even with this septic mess of a throat, Liam would continue to run around and play until suddenly he would go pale and listless.
I would take him back to the Doctor only to see him CRINGE as he examined the tonsils and say
"They are VERY infected" then look at me like I was the worst mother in the world, write a new prescription and say firmly "complete the course" as if I was too busy smokin, drinking cider and playing the slots to ensure that my son took his medicine.
Eventually after many flare ups and visits and hiding of medicines in food (a bad idea) and asking if they could be administered …
I would take him to the Doctor, get the antibiotics and then fail hopelessly at getting Liam to take them (because he was so sensitive to taste and smell) so bacteria being who they are would then build themselves up and mutate into something even stronger and more painful.
Even with this septic mess of a throat, Liam would continue to run around and play until suddenly he would go pale and listless.
I would take him back to the Doctor only to see him CRINGE as he examined the tonsils and say
"They are VERY infected" then look at me like I was the worst mother in the world, write a new prescription and say firmly "complete the course" as if I was too busy smokin, drinking cider and playing the slots to ensure that my son took his medicine.
Eventually after many flare ups and visits and hiding of medicines in food (a bad idea) and asking if they could be administered …