Our little bubba has been sick this week with an eye infection, which has meant that I have had to play the meanie who administers the eye drops.
That has meant that I’ve become well acquainted with the heartbreaking wails from our usually bubbly and happy little girl as hold her down and she fights against me trying to drop the medicine into her eyes.
It also means that, for around 20 minutes afterwards, she avoids me and clings to her mummy. Eventually she warms up to me again, but then again another round of drops is needed and the whole situation starts again.
No matter how much I try and tell her that it is necessary, and that it will make her feel much better, she still seems to hate me after I’ve applied those drops. Of course, she doesn’t understand that the burn of those eyedrops, and me holding her down to put them in, will make the infection better – she is only one, after all.
But at the same time, it makes me feel like a terrible bloke. At best, I am the bad cop – at least for now.
And, to be fair, the ‘good cop’ in all this – mummy – has still been copping it too (pardon the pun). She hasn’t really been able to head out and catch up with friends for fear of accidentally passing the infection on. Also, as the good cop, she is the only one able to settle the bubba when she wakes wailing at night. In part, I just don’t have the, ahem, equipment to do what mumma can.
Still, being the bad cop in this situation is necessary. The simple fact is that the drops are helping to cure the infection, and we need to be vigilant with them, otherwise the repercussions could be much worse.
Indeed, the fact that we could get an appointment to see the doctor the day we noticed it, see them for free, and get the drops at what is really only a small cost for us, is a luxury in many parts of the world.
As I’ve written about before, I’m astounded that there are 25 million people at the moment who are facing starvation in eastern Africa. I’m even more astounded that we’re not reading about this in the newspapers every day and being confronted with it on our TV screens.
Perhaps we’re just too busy focusing on our own issues to pay attention?
But, seriously, how does me feeling bad about having to administer eye drops to my baby compare to millions of parents who are not able to give their kids food – let alone themselves?
So, please, take a moment to read up on what has happened, and more importantly please open your wallets to the charities that are responding to this crisis. I’ve personally given to World Vision, but other such as the Red Cross, Oxfam, Baptist World Aid and Caritas are also responding.
Don’t make me be the bad cop, now!