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Moms always talk about using gentian violet for thrush. It works pretty well and you can get it at Walgreens.

eta: i have three bottles at home but that doesn't help you much, David.

Moms always talk about using gentian violet for thrush. It works pretty well and you can get it at Walgreens.

Good to know, though, Stephanie.

gentian violet

This sounds right out of Star Trek

gentian violet

This sounds right out of Star Trek

Last night Hec and I were speculating on possibly trying a course of dittany, which Wikipedia tells me is good for digestive troubles as well as when you've been Splinched.

So it's Thrush and I don't get the Difulcan, but the super nast mouthwash-and-swallow Nystatin. Which is what they gave me when I first got Thrush, 14 years ago. But at least it works.

He almost tried to send me out of there with a tongue scraper and a pat on the back but fuck that shit! I want the nasty medicine!

Moms say nystatin is about totally worthless and it was for Sammy. That's why we went with the GV because the thrush came back with nystatin. Anyway, maybe since you are an adult you will be better at accepting the nasty stuff.

Hec, I hope the nasty mouthwash works quickly.

I went to the farmer's market. There wasn't any veg yet, other than some lettuce, which I didn't need. I ended up with some goat cheese, some cows milk cheese, two cake pops, and a scone. There was also lots of plants and a beef vendor.

In other medicated news, we took Ryan to the doctor this morning to get his four-years-old vaccinations. He got two shots, one in each arm. (One for diphtheria/tetanus/pertussis/polio, the other for measles/mumps/rubella.) In order to prep him for the idea, we'd mentioned to him last week that sometimes doctors give medicines with needles, and over the weekend, he accompanied his grandparents to watch them get their flu shots. (Which he found somewhat upsetting.)

He knew we were going to the doctor of course, but we hadn't told him what for, as I didn't want him obsessing about it beforehand. Nonetheless when we parked, he asked me, "Daddy, is the doctor going to give me a needle today?" He's a pretty smart kid. Biyi and I got our flu vaccinations first, to help put him at ease. I'd been concerned, as his 18-month vaccination had not gone well. As it happens, there was nothing to worry about. He took the first vaccination stoically; he was even smiling during the second one. Brave little boy. (He got a chocolate car to eat afterwards.)

He's now at childcare. He marched right in, announced, "Hey everybody, I went to the doctor and got my vaccinations!", and started showing off his band-aids to the other kids. Trauma: averted.

Ugh, Thrush and IBS! Add Excema and they are the unholy trio of recurring miseries for me.

Currently it's the IBS. I was going to do a week of no allergens to let my skin heal completely, but now I'm eating Greek yogurt until things settle down. Dairy is an allergen for the skin rash but I have to choose between the literal pain-in-my-ass or the itch, I guess I will itch.

Oh, and Frankenbuddah, I feel your pain. I went to work one day about 10 years ago and got a call from my landlady that there had been a fire in my apartment. An outlet had overloaded and destroyed my kitchen and the smoke and heat had melted or blackened everything half way down my walls. When I walked in the smell of the char was overwhelming and the sight of everything broken, blackened and ruined was sickening.

I told myself it was just stuff, noone was hurt, I didn't lose everything, I had insurance that paid to recover as much as possible, but it took me months to get over the shock of it and that helpless "where am I going to sleep tonight?" feeling.

Recovery~ma, and condolences about your landlord.