I have been knocked down by one of those unforgiving viruses that your kids always bring home even though you have them wash their hands, avoid their sick friends,...
In New York, this year, we have been pretty unlucky. It started in December with a terrible long-lasting gastric flu, then we got the bad double ear infection and now in January, welcome to the laringitis with streptocoque...a nice program indeed!
I though that today, as I am not feeling well, I will play the real French person. As everyone knows or will learn, French people love to complain...Let say I deserve it, no ???
So, how about the medics in US ?
Well first, I want to file a complaint about those huge ugly vitamins that they force you to take and that stay stuck in your throat as you swallow them. Have the Americans a larger throat than the French ?
Why making them so big ??? The French vitamins which I believe have the same effect as the American ones are twice as small ! How come ?
Since I do not like taking medics, I prefer to take them as fast as I can. But between tops that refuse to open (most of the time because I lack the strenght of Popeye to push it down and twist it fast enough), and the protection of tablets that break my nails each time I try to peel it off, I always end up not taking them.
Yes, yes, you are going to tell me that the containers need to be child proof...But how come in France, they don't do the same for the kids ??? I could be wrong but maybe little French munchkins are pretty smart and strong???
My last complaint is about the lack of medics for kids to make them feel better. If your kid gets a virus here, the pediatricians send you back home with a bill of 100 dollars and a prescription for Tylenol every four hours or Motrin every six hours.
What about soothing their throats ? What about helping their little stuffy nose to decongest ? What about calming the vomiting if it occurs...
If you are lucky, you may find a pediatrician who doesn't believe in the stiff upper lip cures all approach and will send you over the counter and get some of the very few medicaments of comfort that you can find here.
Please let me know if you have been so lucky because I haven't.
I say no more suffering !!!
OK, I am done complaining. Sorry... I am still feverish and my son is lying on the sofa complaining about his stuffy nose and bad coughing. I won't do it again...Promise !