Me: Hey, Hudson’s fever hasn’t broken yet. It’s hovering around 103. Can you please get some baby medicine on your way home.
Mike: We’re on our way home now.
Me: Great. Can you stop please?
Mike: I’m getting lotto tickets and then we’ll be home.
Me: Great. Then please get Hudson some medication while you do that.
Mike: Um. I don’t know if they sell that at this store.
Me: Wha? You’re at a convience store. Yes they sell medication there. Go look for it.
Mike: Okay.
Me: Thank you! *sigh*
Mike: What am I looking for again?
Me: *blank stare, mouth gapping open* Are you fuckin’ kidding me?!
Mike: What did you want me to get?!
Me: Seriously? Are you fucking with me?
Mike: Whatever. What do you need?
Me: BABY. MEDICINE.
Mike: Oh yeah. Right. Okay.
:::
Honest to God, 45 minutes later he came through the door with medicine for a child two and up.
Hudson is 11 months.
I am not fuckin’ kidding you.
This is not a joke.
Please, do not laugh.
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Oh i can pretty much guarantee that Jared wouldn’t know the difference between “child” and “baby” medicine.
It’s a damn good thing he’s good in bed.
@Miss Britt, Oh, that’s about the only thing Mike’s got going for him most days. That and he cleans the hair out of the drain.
Not laughing. Feeling stabby on your behalf. Hope the little one feels better.
@Shania, You’re laughing manically as you feel stabby. I know it.
you’re not smacking him around enough. tell him that. tell him i said smarten up. lol!
@Karen Sugarpants, I’ll let him know that Karen says he needs more beat downs. LOL
Fortunately, you can use that medicine with some math and a child willing to swallow more. Here’s how it goes:
Baby Tylenol and Children’s Tylenol are the same medicine, just in different concentrations. The baby version is more concentrated so they don’t have to drink as much. Basically, 1ml baby T = 2.5ml child T.
So let’s say Hudson is in the 12-17 lb range and needs 1 ml baby tylenol, then you could give him 2.5 ml child tylenol.
Or if he’s in the 18-23 lb range and needs 1.5 ml in baby, then he would get 3.75 ml in children’s – too specific, of course, so you could round down to 3.5 ml if he’s closer to the lower end of the range or up to 4 ml if he’s at the higher end.
This works the other way if Carter gets sick and you only have the baby stuff in the house. I have a note on our baby tylenol that Pumpkinpie would need 3 ml of it if it’s all we have.
Hope he feels better soon…
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@kittenpie, awesome! THANK YOU!!
I didn’t laugh, I promise. I just broke into hysterics.
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@Lynn, uh huh. Of course you did.
At least your honest about it.
I swear I’m not laughing.
*snort*
@mamatulip, I wish I had a backpack FULL of panty liners and tampons to give him.
LOL
I’m not laughing with you, I’m laughing at you. Is that better?
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@Avitable, MUCH better. Like rubbing salt in a gapping wound better.
I’m not laughing. But I am a little relieved I’m not the only one with one of those.
Men are dumb.
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@Karen, TOTALLY dumb. LOL
…and THIS is why you need to live closer to me. I have a full shoppers drug mart in my house. heh.
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@ali, well, ya. Accept you’re LEAVING THE COUNTRY SOON. *sigh*
Men need complete written instructions with a note to any pemale personnel in store to help.
@Vic, mine likely wouldn’t be able to find anyone that worked there regardless of the UNIFORM.
I don’t even know what to say. My husband, he does the same type of thing all the time and wonders why I’m always exasperated with him.
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@Jennifer, Playgroups are no place for children, Men suck.
I got nothin’.
Damn, that sucks. Sorry darlin’
Thank goodness for kittenpie and her awesome instructions!
I would never think it was a joke, because I have lived it again and again. my favorite being the ONE time he took one of the kids to the doctor and I called and asked what the doctor said and he said, “He said…something…um…I don’t know.” Awesome.
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@Gina, oh, that’s my FAVOURITE! I don’t let Mike take them to the dr. for that every reason. But! He does that when the car needs to go to the shop. LOL There’s obviously something wrong with it, but I’ll be damned if he listened to the guy explain it.
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