My ear hurts!

This begins a few weeks ago, when L complained of having an ear ache. I had given her some Children's Motrin to relieve it, but by the Friday of that week, the pain persisted. Friday night Ken and I discussed taking her to the doctor Saturday morning and calling to make the appointment 'first thing.' He got up first, as did the kids, and I got to sleep in for another hour or so! When I got up, I asked him if he called the doctor. His response "Uh, no. I don't have the number." Sigh. So I called but it was too late and they didn't have any appointments. I tried to get L into my doctor, too but they wouldn't see her since she wasn't already their patient. Ken took her to Urgent Care as there weren't any other options. As it turns out, she had string in her ear! Yes, string. How did it get there? Don't ask me! L claims to have no idea. So I took her to a follow-up appointment on Monday with her pediatrician and they started her on anti-biotics because her ear was quite infected. (My question: Why didn't the urgent care start anti-biotics!? It was infected at that point, too!? But I digress...)

SO today, I get a call from the school clinic that T's got an ear ache. He doesn't have a fever but claims that his ear hurts pretty badly. I leave work early to pick him up and try to figure out how to get him to the doctor so we don't delay like what happened with poor L. I ask T if he stuck anything in his ear- and then his guilty, giggling smile spreads across his face and he looks away. During the drive home, he slips up and tells me his ear is fine, it only hurts if you pull on it. When I confronted him, he said, "OH NO , IT HURTS, MOMMY! ALL THE TIME!" So I have no clue what to believe.

So we're home now, and I'm letting T watch TV. As soon as I put the TV on, ESPN is on- as that's what Ken watches each morning. I didn't even pay attention to what commercial is on- or that it even was a commercial as I saw someone riding a bike and didn't think anything of it. Then T says, "Mommy, they said 'SEX' on TV!" I think to myself, what the !?!?!?! and listen to the commercial- it's a commercial for Viagara!! T says, "Why do they need to know if you have heart problems to have sex?!" I quickly muted the TV and found a show to put on. When T asked me about it again, I shrugged it off and said, "No, that's not what they said, T! I think you must have mis-heard the commercial, especially with having something stuck in your ear!"

And that was the end of that.
(Follow up: It's Sunday and T hasn't complained about his ear since Friday when he got home from school. I had been fooled!!)