Penicillin resistant. I never thought it would affect one of us so soon. Especially the one who in the almost two years of his life has never been sick much less tasted a lick of an antibiotic! How does this happen?
I'll tell you how. They got smart. Real smart.
It's been 82 years since Dr. Fleming discovered penicillin. That's 82 years for the pesky microscopic bacteria to come together and revolt. And revolt they did...
Somehow Connor has the funk that is resistant to penicillin. We went back to the doctor today and once again, double ear infection. The poor kid just can't get a break. Now it's back with a vengeance - fever, cough, runny nose and stomach symptoms that haven't been fun to deal with.
So we've gone from ten days on the pink-bubble-gum tasting stuff to ten days on the new chalky-white-cherry tasting stuff, a 'cousin' of penicillin.
We're crossing our fingers and hoping it works this time. We're also assuming we'll be back to the doctor next week for the same exact thing with Andrew...again. (Especially since I found Connor 'sharing' his cheerios with Andrew while I was turned around for a minute today - and by 'sharing' I mean all three fingers were inside of Andrew's mouth, gently placing the cheerio on his tongue. What a sweet big brother! Thank you Connor...)
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