Baby Girl is sick again. Yesterday she woke up with a cough that sounded like an 80-year-old woman who had been chain smoking for years. When she woke up this morning with the same cough I decided it was time to see the doctor, again. Baby Girl just finished two rounds of antibiotics in December. I blame the LA Zoo for this latest round. The daycare of course is full of germs but that playground at the zoo is worse! Anyhow, we saw the doctor and he says that she has bronchitis. The doctor asked if hubby or I had an asthma in our families and we said no. He prescribed an inhaler with a mask as he said Baby Girl had a cold in her bronchial tubes. So every three hours we have to have Baby Girl inhale into this tube. She hates diaper changes and clothing changes so this should be fun...not! I feel awful for Baby Girl every time she coughs. I hope this goes away and never comes back. Doctor said that sometimes this leads to kids having asthma later on. I hope not!
As a little girl I would look on my mom’s arm and wonder why she had such a weird mark near her shoulder. A few days ago, as the warm solution penetrated my bloodstream, I started to cry remembering my mom’s mark. The nurse asked me if I was okay and I told her I was so incredibly happy. As a diabetic I was stressed never knowing if I was doing enough to avoid it but also, keeping some semblance of life in doing outdoor things. I cried because I am incredibly grateful to the SCIENCE that made this possible in only a year. Less time for me to worry about my only kiddo should the worse happen. If ur on the fence...I’ve worked in entertainment for over 20 years and I’ve seen first hand how easy celebrities influence the public. Some do good and others well...I’m happy to have a little bit of the gracious Dolly Parton with me. Scientists on the other hand, very rarely get the recognition for their years of study, years of research and expertise contributing to (wo)mankind....
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