After 5 Hours in the ER...

...dad's antics started to wear thin.

Mr. Croupy Pants back for another stay. 

What did we do before the doctor simply sent us off to the hospital?  Let the kid die on the prairie?  I remember long nights with my mom, sitting on the edge of a hot shower, and with every cough something like scrap metal ripped through my soft tissue.  Sarah did all she could for O.  She walked around in the cold (which worked best) and stayed up with the nebulizer.  All night she was awake until at about four in the morning he rested.  I found her sleeping in the worship position.  She was halfway on the couch, her head nuzzled next to Otto, with her knees on the floor.  I got her up in time for her oral surgery.  I'm back home with Q.  She's at the hospital with O.  Hopefully both are medicated. 

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[Elaina Zham]

Great photo.