well Sammy's number 2 tooth is on the way and unlike tooth number 1 - it is making a grand entrance.
all was as "normal" until 3 am last night when she woke up screaming. screaming.
we promptly tried to give her some tylenol mixed with applesauce - as she has decided she hates all forms of medicine and will gag herself until she throws up (much like her i did as a child). well i guess we didn't mix in enough applesauce because she quickly was pucking on herself, on me and into the sink (thankfully we were standing close by).
solution through medicine - fail.
we then began many different strategies to help sooth her pain - ice: fail. nurse: fail. in bed with us: fail. walking the apartment: fail. singing: fail. the only thing she seemed to tolerate was drinking cold water out of a frosted mug. (she loves water!)
so at 4:30 a.m. tim headed into the dark streets of vancouver searching for an open pharmacy in the hopes of finding some baby advil (maybe she would tolerate...) and some orajel. for a number of reasons i was hoping to avoid giving her orajel but my heart could not take much more.
tim found the one open pharmacy in the 5 mile radius of our house and made it home. thankfully sammy had taken some tylenol in mass amounts of applesauce and didn't gag when i put a bit of orajel on her gums.
and by 5:30 we were all once again asleep.
today she seems better. but we are all tired. she and i did not make it to church - poor tim left the house with a mug of coffee, filling our families commitment to help with communion.
orajel - an unlikely companion. but when your child will not tolerate medicine, a thankful solution. tooth number 3, please be kind.