I trudged through the rain to the doctor's surgery with a very subdued little bear. He waited very patiently, and obediently followed the doctor to the examination room. It wasn't one of the regular doctors.
The nice doctor examined him, as he sat with hollow eyes and croaky voice, and I gave a brief overview of what I had noticed. Not only did she not ask little bear anything, but I have no idea what is wrong with him as she said nothing to me, but he is on antibiotics and calpol.
Last time he had antibiotics we had hysteria trying to give him them, and I tried absolutely everything before resorting to giving him a glucose tablet immediately afterwards. It worked, but was probably not ideal. I think this must have been over a year ago. Regardless, they refused to sell me a glucose tablet. Apparently it might give him energy. He has been up without a pause since 2.30am and was just looking at her, disappointed, with infinitely weary eyes. Sigh. I went to another shop and bought fruit pastilles for the equivalent of Mary Poppins' spoon full of sugar.
This time there was no problem, little bear stoically swallowed the antibiotics and then was only vaguely interested in the fruit pastille.
I feel a bit fed up. However I am sure little bear will be fine - especially if he gets some sleep!
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