Thursday, October 6, 2011

Score one for Mother's Intuition!

The Parasite has a little cough. In fact if you ask her, she'll tell you "I have a little cough," which is pretty darn cute. Nonetheless, it has been kicking around for a couple of weeks and in the last couple of days it seems to have gotten worse. To me, anyway... The Husband told me I was crazy, which may very well be true, but still... I just didn't like the sound of that cough.

We went for dinner on Friday night to celebrate our anniversary, but the big day was actually yesterday. We left her at home with Grammie to go see Cirque du Soleil last night - Aside: It was phenomenal! When we got home I really, really didn't like the sound of that cough. I decided this morning it was time to take her to see the doctor. The Husband said I was being silly, that she's fine. Uh-huh. Naturally I called the doctor anyway, because when I'm really worried I'd rather feel silly for taking her in than feel negligent for not.

So tell me... Does a kid who is "fine" end up on a corticosteroid inhaler for bronchitis? Dammit, I hate being right about a sick baby!