Speaking of this medicine the boy's taking, I've been given a syringe to use with it. I thought it was slightly cool as it reminded me of a few movies where the hero gets inoculated or given a serum that'll return him to his own time in the future :p But see actually trying to use it with a baby is a nightmare.
You're that paranoid about getting any air in it even though all you're doing is squirting it into his mouth that you're there for a good ten minutes trying to get the right amount. Then the label says "HALF a 5ml dosage" which is strange to say the least. Why couldn't it just say "ONE 2.5ml dosage" therefore there's no chance someone's gonna accidentally give a 5ml one.
The actually application of said syringe is like something out of a laurel and hardy movie with superdad trying to deftly push the plunger just so it dribbles into the patient's mouth but the plunger is about as responsive as a oil tanker.
The boy thought it might be food and so tried to chomp on it but that didn't work.
The boy thought it might be liquid and so tried to suck on it but that didn't work.
In the end we had this sort of zoo-feeding thing going on and it did go down although the next time I had to give him it, I just used one of the 2.5ml/5ml spoons that came with the tixylix and he knew exactly how to take that.
Saturday, 5 January 2008
Syringing my son in the face
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Labels: illness, the first year
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