D went for her second lot of immunisations this morning. Aside from the nurse completely failing to put the cotton wool in the right place and getting blood all over her sleep suit, the situation has led to us embarking upon our first experience of Calpol.
I thought it was fabulous stuff. D, not so. I could have happily guzzled the whole bottle, it smelt so nice. It’s got that proper Medicine smell to it. D wasn’t keen though and ended up throwing it up (along with most of her last meal) all over Everything. Ungrateful child.
So today I have scrubbed blood stains and been up to my elbows in sugary sick. Marvellous.
poor Dorrrie!