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Dear AJ,
Mar 20th, 2009 by Tiff

I’m so sorry that you didn’t make the rep team.

You played hard and I was sure you would get in but you didn’t and I am feeling really sad that you didn’t make it.

I’m sorry because it was the first thing you were passionate about in such a long time.

I’m sorry because I know that it’s something you really wanted.

I’m sorry because I think you deserved to get in. I never knew you could run like that and tackle like that. You seemed fearless.

I am amazed by your ability.

I want you to know that I am proud of you.

So proud.

I would  drive you to the ends of the earth, for you to follow your dreams.

It might be premature because you’re feeling so down but it’s their loss and our local group’s gain.  With you on their side, they’ll go straight to the top!

Go Goannas!

Go AJ, our everyday hero.

Love Aunty Tiff xx

Eardrop loathing
Mar 20th, 2009 by Tiff

Every few weeks it’s the same.
Ivy gets an ear infection and her ears start to discharge.

One of the joys of being immune deficient, I guess.

Her ear goop grows all sorts of weird and wonderful things, ranging form your stock standard Staph all the way to various spores and fungii. When your body can’t mount a response, opportunistic bugs set up house.

Anyhow, it generally goes sore ear, goop, huge temperature, phone call to the various doctors, up the antibiotics and then start the eardrops.

The dreaded eardrops.

Ivy hates them.

I hate them.

This week Ivy’s ears have not played nicely and with only ten days left until we go away, I want her to be as well as possible.

Scratch that.

I don’t want to take her away if she is sick.

Ivy is generally excellent at taking her medication. Anything oral goes straight down with only a few spit up incidents here and there. IV meds are a walk in the park but ear drops are her worst nightmare.

She bargains with me, she begs she tells me straight out NO! She holds her hands over her ears, clings to her own hair,so that I am unable to pry them away from the auditory orifice. She bucks, she screams she twists and turns. Anything to prevent me from putting those pesky drops in.

Six drops, in each ear, then the pinna pumped for 30 seconds. You’d think it would be easy.

It’s not.

Tonight I told her flat out that I didn’t want to take her on holidays if her ears were goopy

and you know what she did?

She shrugged.

She’d rather miss out on a family vacation than have those six little drops put in each ear.

What am I going to do?

Any ideas?

Originally posted at 5MFSN

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