We've been trying to get rid of Otis's ear infection for about a month. I'm sure I've mentioned before that our pooch has major ear issues. It's apparently common in labradoodles, and Otis gets them bad and often. We've got him on the most expensive dog food ever made (I am almost positive about this), which is supposed to help, but I really don't think it's doing it's job. For 70 bucks a bag, I don't want my dog to still get ear infections. Alas, he's had one for over a month, though its severity seems to wax and wane. I've resigned myself to the fact that we really do have to start flushing his ears every two weeks no matter how hard he fights, so last night we went at it. I can tell his ears are still bothering him, so we'll likely incur another hundred dollar vet bill next week. I can't tell you how excited I am.
Then we come to S. I mentioned that she's been a little under the weather, but she's been so uncharacteristically moody the past two days that I decided last night that I would take her to the doctor today. Then she woke up four times last night crying, which just reiterated the fact that something is amiss with my darling daughter. Turns out she has an ear infection, too (actually, a double ear infection). Awesome. So, we went from never having to go on antibiotics in sixteen months to twice in two months. I know I'm lucky that she's never had an ear infection, but it totally stinks, and I feel a little guilty about the fact that she was apparently in pain for the past two days and I just thought she was tired. Some kind of mom, huh?
So, the ears have it around here. I'm out, peeps.