Grrrrr doctors... So poor Peanut's ear was hurting again this morning. I gave him some Tylenol and called the doctor. He (Dr. Acula) said he has bacterial conjunctivitis (pink eye), but we don't really need to do anything about it since he's not in school or daycare, unless it gets worse. Yay Peanut's first pink eye! =D Then he tried to look in his ouchie ear, but the ear was too full of wax. He got out the scraper (ow!) and went to town. He pulled out massive amounts of maroon wax. He said the ear looked fine (they always say that - I don't know how the hell they can "see" an inner ear infection by looking at the outside anyway), but he scraped his ear drum and I shouldn't be surprised if later, blood leaks from his ear. Um, ok? WTF? He gave me some drops I'm supposed to put in the ear, I guess its an antibiotic to make sure he doesn't get an infection because the doctor had to go scraping around in there. Poor baby :/ He seems to be feeling ok now though.
I should be doing my laundry, but instead I'm putting some pictures into an album. Know how far behind I am? I'm doing July of 2006! There were pictures of Peanut's birthday party in there. His SECOND birthday party. He's almost FOUR! Now I'm on the pictures from the first time I went to Fergus Falls State Hospital and got all those awesome creepy pictures of Peanut. You know, he was a lot blonder then. Why are blonde kids more creepy than brunettes? Maybe I just think so, or maybe its all those movies like Pet Semetery and Sixth Sense and Village of the Damned with creepy blonde kids in them. I always assumed Peanut would have really dark hair, and then he turned out blonde. However, it keeps getting darker. Maybe eventually it will turn really dark like mine. That happens sometimes. I hope his eyebrows get dark too though. Its creepy when people don't have any eyebrows!
Today's picture is of the time I gave Brady a huge box with a tampon in it for his birthday:
What a dork! I think it was his 14th birthday (1989). That's (top row): Tigger, Samantha, Leah, April, and Chad(ly). Bottom row: Jennifer(?) and Brady with his tampon. There's the thing. When I don't remember some girl's name from back then, its a sure bet her name was Jennifer! Or sometimes Heather...
That was also the day we went to see
Mike Warnke. Did I ever write about how after I read that book by the reporters who exposed him as a fraud, I felt sorry for him? Yeah, I'm like that. The more people are mean to a guy, the more I feel bad for him, even if he is a cheating, lying, old-lady-savings-stealing con man!
Why were a bunch of my friends at his birthday party? Maybe they were just there and wanted to be part of the tampon picture.