Last night was, shall we say, not filled with sleep. So I took BSM to the health clinic this morning, not expecting much, but if he did have an ear infection, I darn well wanted to know about it before we tried sleeping again. Luck of the draw, we saw the non-interventionist nurse, the one who told me to treat likely pink eye with breast milk. Not shockingly, he does not have an ear infection. He is teething. The nurse, however, shocked me beyond words: "If tonight it seems like it's going to be bad again, give him Tylenol from the get-go," she told me. Wow. That's how bad teething is: the "let nature run its course" nurse told me to medicate preemptively.
Since last night's sleep was so elusive, I napped between breakfast and lunch. All of it. Ahhhhhhh.
Of course, that meant that I woke up and was blasted with heat on my way to lunch. The new way to walk involves dodging from shade to shade, from air-conditioned building to air-conditioned building. Wow. When I got back, I had to check the weather. Turns out it was 100°F this May 4. Huh, boy. Those who warned us about the heat here were in no way exaggerating.
Blessed are tile floors, for they are heat sinks. Doubly blessed is air conditioning, for I know not how I could manage without it. Triply blessed is the kibbutz for charging me a flat utilities fee as part of my rent, so I can crank down the a/c from a reasonable 22 to a luxurious 21 without paying for my choice.
Speaking of counting blessings, BSM voluntarily spat out a piece of bark this afternoon, without any prompting at all. Good puppy!
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