Frustrated

That's the best word to describe things around here.  I can't really remember what I've blogged about or not b/c I'm too frustrated and consumed with my frustrations to do something sensible like go back and read what I wrote.  So if some of this is repetitive--deal.  As I know I mentioned before we are having A LOT of trouble getting C to take his medicine.  Then Scott dropped the more hated medicine into the dishwater Sun. afternoon.  We had to wait until yesterday to get the doctor to write a new Rx for it.  I go to pick it up yesterday and they are almost all out of it, so they make a less strong version for us and then I have to go pick up the rest tomorrow.  Do you understand the implications of this?  C has to take twice the amount of the less strong version to get the needed dosing.  3 tsp two times a day on top of the other medicine 1.5 tsp twice a day.  If I thought getting him to swallow the orginal 1.5 tsp was hard, 3 tsp is more than twice as hard.  He clenches his teeth and won't open up or he will try any other such antic not to take the medicine.  Medicine time can drag up to times of 20 minutes (like this morning).  What worked last night didn't work this morning, so it was crazy frustrating.  It ended in lots of tears and vomiting.  Fab.u.lous.  We are leaving the house today or I might spontaneously combust, igniting our poorly wired home into a burning inferno.  Happy thoughts!