Thursday, November 27, 2008

Feelin' Punk

That's what my grandma used to say when one of us kids was under the weather. LB went to Urgent Care at about midnight because he woke up with a croupy cough and trouble breathing. The doc gave him Motrin and recommended cold air. When it happened again at 6:30, I took him outside, and it seemed to help. Not a fun way to spend Thanksgiving.

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