Deja Vu

I took Rebecca back to the doctor this morning. Her ears are still infected, her throat is pus-y, her nose is snotty, she has a rash all over her stomach and back... but, no fever! So she passes the fit-for-daycare test ;) The doctor prescribed omnicef (after amoxycillan and augmentin failed to clear up her ears) and if that doesn't work we get to see the ENT. I say "get to" because unlike other mothers apparently, I am all for tubes after having seen what wonders they did for Ben. He battled ear infections constantly during his first year of life and got tubes at 14 months. He's had one ear infection since then, and that was when he was three and a half, after the tubes had both come out. So at the ripe old age of 17 months tomorrow, it's about time someone mentioned the T word to me about Rebecca...

When I take Rebecca to the doctor -- as I have done so often lately (and Ben by the way hasn't been since his four year checkup last summer) -- she always enjoys the waiting room. They have a TV which always seems to be playing Jack's Big Music Show (think it just happens to be on since I always try to make our appointments around 9am) and she loves it. She stands there, transfixed, and laughs and dances to the music. I am worried though that at some point she's going to start associating this show with the doctor's office and at some point she will see Jack's Big Music Show and dissolve into hysterical tears. Because as soon as the nurse calls us back to the exam room, she dissolves into hysterical tears. Hopefully we can get her ear situation resolved without permanently ruining Jack's Big Music Show for her.