Is it really necessary for a course of anti-biotics to last as long as it does? Or for as long as those sadistic GP’s prescribe? For the medical reasons for this click here, for the emotional and practical reasons against, read on. Baby Friday has not long finished his third round of amoxicillin in his first year after yet another head/flu/virusy/nose like a tap/can’t say exactly what it is type scenario, albeit a scary one this time as his temperature had reached 40c! When the GP stated “it’s anti-biotic time” my heart sank. Not out of sympathy for my poor, sick child having to have medicine again. But because of the fact that I am now going to have to spend the next 9-10 days, three times a day, trying different ways of getting the bloody stuff down him, with the last 4-5 of those days carrying out the various charades when the child is so obviously better.
I am convinced that the doctors prescribe courses lasting this long as a form of deterrent. “Who are you? You dare to wake me from my slumber!” they think as you walk into their examining room “you will think again after this!” they chuckle as they hand you the prescription which entitles you to a week of yellow stained bibs and baby grows. You then have to go through with the pretence of making out you take the stuff as well “daddy have some! Yum, yum, yum!” you say holding the spoon to your mouth as they stare back at you wondering what the hell you are doing.
There are always the Syringes you can get for this, without needles of course, but this runs the risk of after having held them firmly on your lap and watched the liquid disappear into their mouths and feeling incredibly pleased and relieved that they have taken the correct amount, it comes flying back out like a geo-thermal geyser found in Iceland or somewhere, and as for the stuff tasting like banana, I strongly suggest that the manufacturer’s quality control department has a restructure. The only way to combat this issue is quite simply not to allow baby Friday out. Deny him all contact with other human beings and their bugs until he is at least 18 years old. I wonder if they still accept children at Benedictine monasteries?