I have no doubt spelt the medical terminology incorrectly (along with half the words in this blog) Anyway, you know what I mean. (oh dear, starting this blog with a waffle - not a good sign)
Anyway, Emily (the lovely mini me) has caught conjuntivitus (sp) We noticed a slightly red eye on Sunday, so I initially treated it with warm water and cotton wall balls, and it did clear up. Until today. Mr Raven received a phonecall from school informing him that Em is unable to attend school until the infection has cleared up. Thankfully he has annual leave (which I don't have, as I am saving mine for booking off February annual leave) and I took 3 days off as 'special leave' 2 weeks ago with Em's cold. Anyway, both of them went out today and got some eye drops from Boots for conjuntivitus (sp) which was fine, as it would take at least until next friday (27th) to see the doctor about it. By which time, Em's eye would have either been glued shut for a week, or it would have cleared up.
Anyway. Mr R attempted the eye drops today. Oh dear. Kick in the head for his efforts. I tried myself this evening, and apart from a poorly aimed karate chop in the direction of my throat, managed to steer clear of injury. Just wafted some smoked salmon under Em's nose and the eyes opened for a drip of chemicals. Lovely. A girl after my own heart.
Only another 4 days to go with the eye drops. Why can't Em be bribed with something cheaper?