Back to the ER

Stupid croup! Once again, Husbandguy and Lulu had to take off in the car in the middle of the night in search of steroids. This time was more like the first time (which was actually the second time) than the last time. This time she really seemed to be having a lot of trouble breathing so we only hesitated for a moment before they tootled off to the ER. She actually enjoyed the trip to the hospital. They took her temperature under her tongue like a big girl and let her watch Dora and gave her stickers and a Popsicle, and she got to drink her medicine instead of having a shot. She's still croupy this morning, but we talked her into some warm apple juice and it helped a little. We're tired of this, but it's a fact of life for us apparently. Poor kid.