IB Profen Stings Your Eyes

I know.
Because I have had it spit at me.
And down my shirt, in my hair. I am hoping that there is light at the end of this germy tunnel.

I am now the proud mother of one painful, grueling, kidney stone. I truly believe my body ate 90% of it, because I am CERTAIN that as I lay in the ER, wiggling and swearing in pain, begging for someone to just DO ME IN, it was the size of a boiled egg, (maybe basketball)...but by the time I birthed it 5 days later, it has shrunk to the measly size of a bread crumb. I hope that someday if I again become pregnant, I can go through labor without pain meds as a sacrifice to the Kidney Gods...because THAT MEASLY BREAD CRUMB was way worse! (And my new found hate for Percocets!)
Then, the saga continues. Me, soar throat. Hadley, runny nose. Ok, we will make it through this. No. Driving to work on Monday with an more-than-usual ornery toddler "Mommy my be-wee hurts! Mommy I need you" Seconds later my car, my toddler and poor by standing Curious George Doll are soaked in puke. Next day, this is where it gets fun. Miss toddler awakes from nap with croupy cough and fever. Not a HUGE deal except for anyone trying to deliver medicine! So this I ask you...Anyone have any tricks for getting a 2 year old, fevering, determined little girl to take some medicine? I have tried: not making a big deal out of it, nice words, taking it myself, bribes, threats, force, being VERY excited about how yummy bubble gum medicine is, hiding it in drinks. GRRR! This is partly why Hadley was in the hospital last January because I had such a hard time getting her fever down and she became dehydrated. Yesterday my poor sister in law suffered a scratch above her eyebrow, my mom pitched in trying to give her Meltaway Tylenols, my husband soaked with spit, and I was almost bitten. She is better this morning, her fever is down. But I still get panicked when she starts with a fever, and even more so with my baby around!
Speaking of Baby:
This sweet, sweet Angel is 3 months old tomorrow. This saddens me, because she is one month older and closer to being a sassy 2 year old. But happy to see her grow and change, learn new tricks and light up my life. I am so happy with her in my life! Every time I walk into the room she smiles and wiggles from head to toe! She is such a good baby, I love every minute with her and miss her every minute I am gone. I love these girls so so much, even with body fluids all over me when I am just freshly showered, something that is a rarity now days!

I wrote on Facebook today "The only benefit of my toddler being sick, She tried to scream at me and nothing came out, only sweet voiceless air!" Im still giggling at her trying again and again, inches away from my face!