We have emerged from the worst ailment of this season. It started with what looked to me like possibly pinkeye. Last Monday when I picked Tyler up from school, his eye didn't quite look right to me. Nothing else seemed wrong but his eye lid was a little swollen. By bedtime that night, he was complaining about it: "Mine eye," he says as he's digging his fingers into it. Early Tuesday morning we were on the phone with Kaiser and had a the prescribed eyedrops in our hands a couple hours later without seeing the doctore. I love Kaiser. I know I say that a lot. But I really do.

Tyler has always been great at taking medicine. If it's administered orally, he opens wide and gulps it down. When we have to give him Albuterol for wheezing, he becomes very serious and holds very still, making sure he gets every last mist of spray from the inhaler. Based on this great track record, I figured eyedrops would be a piece of cake. Hah! I basically have to lay on top of him in order to pin his body from twisting and turning, and place my knees on his arms to prevent them from flailing and pushing me away in order to put two drops in each eye. A struggle, but worth it to get rid of pink eye. Plus, it's nice to know I'm still stronger than him because one day I know I won't be.

Instead of getting better, Tyler suddenly became sicker and had a high fever Wednesday night. Turns out this bad experience with the eye drops is now carried over to all medicine because we had an awful time getting him to swallow Tylenol or even yummy grape flavored Motrin to break the fever. At three in the morning, he threw up all over me because he got so upset and worked up over being force-fed medicine. That was a long night.

Friday Gavin stayed home sick with a runny nose and Tyler's other eye suddenly was getting infected with pinkeye. This stuff is horrible! Somehow though, it never spread to any of the rest of the family. We're all better now, thankfully.