It’s like feeding candy to a baby, isn’t it? At least that’s what I recall about the taste of amoxicillin. I remember its syrupy sweet pinky candy-ness, just waiting for me, second only to the orange Triaminic we unwittingly took as kids, thinking that it would make a difference in our coughs and colds. Of course, we know better now and I absolutely refuse cough medicines to my families – why even bother? It doesn’t work, cough medicines are potentially dangerous, and they are hard to administer to children.
But sometimes medicines are called for – including times when children, like my own little L, get an ear infection. His doctor wasn’t going to prescribe anything initially, but because L had been sent home from school for fussiness, wasn’t eating as much as usual, and was headed on a trip across the country that weekend with us, his doctor elected to prescribe an antibiotic. So, home from the doctor’s my husband T came with a bottle full of the “pink medicine” and a syringe with which to dose it.
I never really realized how irritating and annoying it is to give medicines to a baby. I don’t know how the parents do it who have children who, at times more medically complex, have to take medications several times a day. Little L only had his amoxicillin and his daily Polyvisol with Iron (not as tough to adminster but *incredibly* metallic and smelly . . . .he smells like the multivitamin for the rest of the day!) Boy oh boy, did it feel troublesome putting my finger in the corner of his mouth to keep it open, pushing in the medicine milliliter by milliliter. Frankly, it was like <i>Inception</i>. It’s much harder to put something in than take something out! I found myself wishing that L only was having a cold so I could go back to giving him nose drops and sucking out the mucus . . which I ended up having to do anyway during the week I was giving him the amoxicillin.
Boy is it tough to feed baby that bad bad medicine. Does anyone have tips or tricks for it? We basically had to use brute force and that finger in the mouth trick I mentioned. He’s too young to take the medicine by spoon and I didn’t feel confident adding it to his food – he eats too sparsly for me to count on his taking the amoxicillin that way. Plus he’d know better. You’ve already read about how I try to trick him into eating the organic pureed foods that I try to smush into his mouth, when he’d much rather have mama’s milk or mashed table foods. Incidentally, he did great with the table food today. Guess he lacks the wimpy palate of his mom. Today he really liked his Nanaji’s spicy cauliflower-peas curry. I managed to mix it with a little bit of peas puree. I’d like to think it helped him by toning down the spice, but I think he was probably okay with the spice; dad’s cauliflower probably helped him tolerate his comparatively mild peas puree!
I feel fortunate that today was his last dose of the amoxicillin. Don’t know if it made much difference; like was a viral ear infection anyway. But Phew. One ear infection down. . a lifetime’s worth to go. . . .