L tells me this morning that her right ear hurts, badly. She's lethargic, won't eat, and is almost crying because she says it hurts so much. I call her doctor and set up an appointment, to which she screams hysterically that she most definitely will NOT go see the doctor. Eh, too bad. We go to the doctor after she has a long nap in bed with me. Doctor looks in her ears and says hey, they look great! She has a cold too, so maybe her ears are clogged a bit? (you know, like when you need to pop your ears at higher altitudes?) Great. I just spent $20 on a copay for her to tell me that L is perfectly fine. Ugh. The absolute best part, though, was when I strapped L back in her car seat. She looks at me and says "Mama, my ear feels great now!" Apparently, the doctor was right - my guess is the instrument she used to look in L's ear 'popped' it back to normal.
Dammit! I want my $20 back! I guess I should just be thankful it wasn't anything worse, but still!
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