Sick sick sickies: How I found out I was a terrible mother, again

Both the kids have had runny noses for two weeks, bad coughs for a week and bad attitudes (more than usual) for the duration...but no fevers (other than Dylan's crazy all-weekend 102 fever extravaganza which promptly ended last Monday morning just in time to go to day care) so I figured, they just have a cold, it'll take a while to get over it, la la la.

But after Elizabeth hacked away in her sleep all last night, sending ME to sleep on the couch, Bob insisted that I call the kids' doctor and make sure we're doing everything we possibly can. In turn, the doc's office insisted that we needed to bring the kids in to make sure they didn't have bronchitis or pneumonia, or something else SUPER FUN.

So, Bob started digging my car out of the foot of snow that had surrounded it over the weekend. Bill (the guy who rents our trailer) helped. An HOUR LATER the car was free.
AN HOUR!!

It took me another 45 minutes just to get into town because though the main highway is perfectly plowed, all the roads in our neighborhood are skating rinks and the Deuce of Clubs (the main road in town) is a total slushfest.

The doc checks out Elizabeth and prescribed her a super-duty cough medicine to dry up her mucus (ew, sorry) and she's gonna be better in a few days...then he checks Dylan...

Drumroll please....

Dylan's not only got the same bad gooey mucus problem but also for extra fun, a double ear infection.
DOUBLE.

EAR.

INFECTION.


How did I not notice that my baby boy had a DOUBLE EAR INFECTION?????
I suck.

So there went another hour of my life given over to Wal-Mart and their slow, slow, ever-so-slow pharmacy.
The good news is the cough medicine will make the kids drowsy. Ha!