I´m one of those people who just looks at someone with pinkeye and--BAM--I´ve got it myself.
I was 23 the first time I had it, and thanks to my insurance, wasn´t able to get to the doctor in well over 24 hours. When the doctor finally saw me, she took at step back and said, "Wow--we should take your picture! You´re the poster child for pinkeye."
So last Thursday when Clara woke up and her eyes were just about glued together, I knew we were in for a long weekend.
However, I had a new trick up my sleeve.
See, the last time I went to the doctor with pinkeye, he asked me, "what have you already tried to get rid of it?" I was baffled. What had I already tried? Dude--you´re supposed to give me the medicine to get rid of it. He did. It disappeared.
But then I got pinkeye again while visiting my mother-in-law. Instead of immediately waltzing off to a clinic, she suggested concentrated chamomile tea. My husband has always cleaned the kids´ eyes out with this whenever they had anything remotely suspicious. So I gave it a whirl.
48 hours later, the pinkeye was gone. Huh.
We tried it again this past weekend. No more pinkeye!
What do you know? Fewer antibiotics for this lady in the future, that´s for sure!