What's left is now gone...

...of my mind, that is. I took Jack to the doctor today and he has an ear infection. I always miss those! He has no voice at all, so you don't really know he is crying unless you happen to look his direction and see his face all squished up. It is so sad! He is on Amoxicillin, which makes me a little nervous because Molly is allergic to penicillin (breaks out in hives) and I'm a little concerned he could be too. So they said to "watch him". Don'tcha just love that? Then there's Molly. I honestly don't know how she feels. It's hard to tell the difference between what is just not feeling well and what is just yanking mommy's chain. She was pretty spoiled with constant attention all week, and the after effects aren't pretty. Last week she got a lot of attention when she woke up crying, laid on the sofa, laid limp on mommy, etc. So I think she figures, "hey! I'll just keep doing that, and I'll throw in some extra whining for good measure!" She is definitely not her normal self and doesn't have her normal energy. But part of that could be from the fact that she is now chewing up her food and then spitting it out instead of swallowing it. The pediatrician said it's probably psychological from being sick. All I know is that I was literally in tears by the end of the day when she handed me another mouthful of chewed up food. Anyone have any good "here's what my child did after the stomach flu" stories that will make me feel better, or at least prove to me that this too shall pass? Linda E. said I will look back on this and laugh......will I be in a straight jacket in a padded cell?