Trouble breathing, that is! Gillian ended up with crackles in her chest, and some wheezing at the end of her illness. And, of course, when Colin gets a virus we crank up the breathing treatments to about a million a day. Good think we now have two, yes two, nebulizers. Sigh.
And, just think how sad it is that two, two year olds are familiar enough with this stuff that they sit on the couch, holding their own masks, smiling during treatments. AND how sad it is that their mother laughed and took a picture.
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Cute and sad at the same time! At least they're good sports about it. Here we wrestle with a crazy boy everyday to get that medicine in him! Maybe he will get better at it as he gets older. I hope you are all on the mend! Miss you!
But they look so cute there, sitting there so nicely and doing their treatments! Hope you are all feeling better now.
Oh my...that is sad and cute and funny all at the same time.
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