It started with a tiny glob of curd in the proximal corner of his right eye.
Ten minutes later, there was another.
One hour later, I could have practically served cheesy grits out of his eye socket.
Nasty.
We paged the doc on call at about 6pm and had the first round of drops in by bedtime.
Our motto was: "We will not be taken down by conjunctivitis - he'll be 36 hours on antibiotics and ready to gobble up the other kids fingers at day care by Monday morning - so help me God!"
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