Just Another Day at the Hospital, No Biggie.

Last Saturday morning, baby girl woke up with a 102 fever. Call it a mama's instincts, but I just could NOT sleep the night before. I could hear Ali coughing all night long, and as soon as she woke up I could tell she didn't feel good. I went to the hospital and scheduled her an appointment with the pediatrician for this morning.

She doctor listened to her breathing and could tell right away that she had bronchitis and is most likely developing asthma. Three hours later, she had gotten two shots (one in each leg, crippling her for the next hour), a breathing treatment, chest x-rays, and a respiratory appointment in which the doctor taught her how to use her brand new inhaler.

She now has two different inhalers, nasal spray, and three different kinds of oral medicines. She isn't allowed to do any physical activity until released by the doctor, and can't return to school for the rest of the week.

The kicker is, she feels fine. She told me earlier, "I'm not sick. Well, I am, but I don't feel it."

In a wheelchair bc the shots "crippled" her