[This post deals with a specific, hurtful experience I went through. It can, however, be applied to innumerable situations. I hope it will help remind me, too, that we should be very hesitant to make blanket statements.]
“I would NEVER give my child antibiotics.”
The remark, delivered with a subtle air of superiority, made my stomach plummet. All of a sudden, there I was, on-the-spot and, inexplicably, feeling like I needed to defend myself.
Four weeks of antibiotics IS a lot. I get that. And, trust me, I certainly didn’t go to the doctor LOOKING for a prescription. I wasn’t hoping that we’d be getting seemingly endless bottles of amoxicillin filled.
Antibiotics are over-prescribed, there is no doubt. Most notably, they’re too often prescribed for infections that are, in fact, viral, rendering this type of medication utterly useless. I get that.
There are also plenty of infections that are bacterial in nature, like mild ear or sinus infections, that will go away on their own or can be managed through alternative, natural means.
I really do understand the reluctance to put our kids on antibiotics.
But, please. Don’t tell me “never.” Don’t sneer at me like I’m the mom who is too clueless to understand the dangers of overuse of antibiotics. Don’t treat me like I’m not wise enough to find an “alternate cure.”
I mentioned it before here. Now I’m wishing I had had the presence of mind to make this perfectly clear to the oh-so-pure mama who made me feel like dirt…
The option was: antibiotics or pacemaker.
Tell me again how you’d “never give your child antibiotics.”