All Better!

Well, she still has some minor wheezing (as well as a quarter lodged somewhere in her innards), but she's much, much better. She was quite the little trooper throughout the whole ordeal.

I now vow to be hyper-vigilant with her asthma, and we also now have a firm "asthma action plan" in place from the doc, so we know exactly what to do to avoid trouble in the future (we hope, hope, hope -- I shudder at the memory of my breathless little baby).

Thanks to all of you for calls and texts and Facebook well wishes. Sorry I haven't been able to respond to many. Yesterday was a blur of getting back into the routine and making sure she didn't do too much. I'm looking forward to getting back on track this weekend.

Libby's home

Libby came home yesterday and no doubt is driving her Mom crazy at this very moment.

Libby's in the Hospital

Libby's back in the hospital.  She was throwing up and having trouble breathing last night so poor babies been admitted and put on an IV an oxygen.  Even better, the doctor walks in and the first thing she says to the doctor is "I swallowed a quarter" which she had told to Kerri in such a way three days ago that Kerri didn't believe her (and she never told me) and sure enough, she had. An intern said we'd have to put her under and have it removed, but wiser heads in the ER said that we'd just monitor it until it passes.

Libby

Our Essential Being

Both the girls were sick today and reverted to their core self.  I do the same thing.  When I'm sick, all I want to do is sleep.  When Libby's sick, all she wan'ts to do is watch TV.  When Emma's sick, all she wants to do is eat.