Skip to main content

If not for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all...

So my son has an ear infection.  We're supposed to be flying out for our trip home on Friday.  The problem is, you can't fly with an ear infection.  It can cause the eardrum to burst.  The infection started late Sunday night. I was up all night with a miserable little boy who cried on & off all night. We got to see the doctor Monday afternoon when the doctor confirmed my fear of an ear infection.  He said it was a severe infection, gave us antibiotics and told me to bring him back Thursay to either clear him to fly or tell us we have to postpone our flight. 
Today my son is still in pain and still running a fever.  He is showing little sign of improvment and I am really stressed out.  We can change our flight, but there is a £200 fee per person and we'llhave to pay the price difference in fares (a last minute ticket costs a pretty penny).  This ear infection may cause is to have to spend part of our trip in my mother's guest room and cut our spending money for the trip drasticlly. We'll know tomorrow how bad the situation really is.
Labels:

Comments

andrea said…
I am surprised he told you that. We have flown with our son when he has had an ear infection more than once and was on meds, and the doctor cleared him. I hope he is better by Thursday!
7:20 PM
Erren said…
Hi Andrea,
Maybe it was because he had a severe infection or maybe it was because I'm not allowed to have a stress free trip home! What ever the reason, it worked out in the end, but what a nightmare!
11:11 AM
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Fight Club for Five Year Olds - Part 2

The other mother and I went into the school to meet with the teacher and the assistant head.  We both let them know how upset we were that we were not informed that our children were sent to the office and how much we were against the children being allowed to play fighting games on the playground.  I told them I wouldn't allow it at home and I'm really unhappy that it's being allowed at school.  They admitted it was a problem and explained that they are planning to introduce a a scheme to teach the children to play in a safe way.  They will be calling it 'Super Hero Training'.  They plan to give out capes & masks out to children who behave well as rewards at playtime.  They will have assemblies where they will teach the children to play fighting games without making contact.  I find this to be absurd.  The problem has gone on to long and I doubt they will be able to teach little children to change their games when they have sixty other children to look after o…
8 comments
Read more

Feeling the rain

After I worked out today, I went into the kitchen for a bottle of water and saw the pouring rain out my patio door.  There are few times I can think of wanting to feel the rain more. Without a thought, I went out and stood in the rain.  English rain is cold, but today it felt incredible.  I live in a very public place, but in that kind of weather there was wasn't a soul in sight.  I thought about twirling, but the grown up in me squashed the notion. What I did do though was close my eyes and raise my chin toward the sky to let the rain fall on my face.  In my mind I slowed it all down and took it in.  I swear in those few moments I felt every drop. I've always loved the rain.  I  love the sound of it and like to open the windows and listen to it while drifting off to sleep on stormy nights.  Even as a child I would love to go out and play in. When I got older, I found it sensual and and dreamed of romantic moments that would play out under dark clouds, surrounded by grey tone…
4 comments
Read more

Scary stuff

A few weeks ago, I found a lump in my breast.  I was in the shower.  I thought I felt something, but my first reaction was to not let my mind go there so I quickly moved on.  A few minutes later, I checked again and confirmed it was indeed a lump.  I finished my shower (and my day) trying not to think too much about it.  That night I asked my husband to see what he thought.  We went to the doctor the very next morning.
In short, the doctor referred me to a specialist and told me I'd get an appointment in the mail.  About a week later, I saw the specialist who referred me for more tests.  I had a mammogram on Monday and today I have an ultrasound.  Scary stuff right?
Because we never know when the appointments are going to be, my husband can't plan for it and arrange to be with me.  I've had to see the specialist and have the tests on my own.  This is one of the worst things about living in a foreign country - when my husband can't be there, I am left with no-one else …
3 comments
Read more