Sleeping away from my family causes the most delicious and painful insomniac longing for them.

You screamed and screamed when we laid you on your back for his examination, and struggled against the instrument in your ear.

But the doctor says you have an ear infection, and we've had to give you liquid antibiotics, which you clearly believe is the most poisonous substance known to man, and it is horrible to force it down your gagging throat, to hold you down while you struggle and cry, clearly horrified and confused that we continue to force this nasty stuff down your throat even though you have indicated with absolute clarity that it is not to your taste.