Doctor's Orders

After days of fever and two weeks of green gook, Patrick finally took Chloe to the doctor yesterday. The verdict was in... sinus infection and confirmed asthma. He sent them home with our first ever antibiotics, a liquid steroid, and an appointment for an asthma evaluation next week. Relieved that we knew what was wrong and had something to make it better, we were ready to get the medicine in her! Cue stress. Chloe hates taking liquid medicines. She reacts the same way to medicine as she does to doctors. With wails and thrashing that leads to hyperventilation and occasionally vomiting. Not a pretty picture. Last night we tried mixing it with her juice, per the doc's advice. No go. Today, Patrick decided to just give it to her straight. I suggested a little medicine cup. And lo and behold:

Patrick sets cup full of thick pink liquid on kids' play table.
Chloe walks up, intrigued. She stares at it. Evaluates it. Thinks it's a trick. Starts to walk away.
Eli crawls up. Pulls up on table. Reaches for cup.
Chloe feels threatened. "No, No Eli. That's Chloe's cup!"
Throws it back in record time. Hands cup to daddy.
Asks for more.

Ah, success.