Katherine seems to be suffering from an ear infection. She’s been running a fever, and up frequently the last few nights, with a general “I don’t feel well” low siren sort of a cry.
Margie and I played tag team go-and-see-what-she-needs to some degree last night, at least until about 11:30. I don’t know at that point of Katherine finally zonked out, or I did, but she or I resumed communication around 4.
Mommy, as the Giver of Comfort and Solicitous Attention, is the one Katherine really wants to come into her room. I get greeted with hands over the eyes, or cranky turning-away. I don’t know if that’s more of an annoyance to Margie or to me.
Doctor’s comment upon see Katherine’s ear “Oh, ouch”
Home again with antibiotics and pain med in hand. We are having pajamma day on the couch. Wish us luck tonight!
Though the meds are supposed to take 48 hours to do their magic, Kitten slept solid through the night. As did we. Or me, at least — Margie was asleep when I left, and I didn’t want to wake her up to ask her.