Butros Butros

The name of the former UN Secretary General struck me as fitting for the title of this post about butt rash. (What was his mother thinking?)

Anyway, several of our blog team members have been asking how Connor's butt rash has been faring. We did get quite a scare after trampsing around in our backwoods weeks ago, when we discovered a silver-dollar-sized red patch on Connor's bum. Being neurologists and knowing absolutely nothing about rashes except to fear the target lesion of early Lyme disease, we frantically sought electronic consultations with a host of friends and family in much more useful medical specialties (family med and dermatology) by circulating g-rated digital pics of Connor's lil' tush across the eastern seaboard. Thank goodness after some thoughtful consideration from highly-trained doctors the verdict was unanimous -- ringworm! We finally realized there was a reason that parents need to bathe their kids, either that or slather them with fungicidal creams on their way out the door.

Well, the next day the grandparents happened to be giving Connor a bath while babysitting (probably realizing that we never bathe our kids), when Gong Gong discovered Connor's butt rash on his own.

That evening, he brought it to our attention -- [in Cantonese]: "You know, Connor has a skin lesion on his bottom, frequently seen in China; if left unchecked the rash can be very disfiguring. It's a fungus, you have to apply fungicidal cream."

Who knew we should have just asked Grandpa in the first place? Looks like we still have a lot to learn from our parents, like about butt rash. By the way, Connor's rash is all better now, and he's a whole lot cleaner too!