I am obsessed with these Hanna Andersson pajamas. I mean, have you seen anything more fun?
Poor D has had a cold on and off for about a month now, so we went back to the peads for a second visit (the first visit he was cleared as just having a cold). He decided to indulge in some reading in between getting checked and having a nebulizer treatment. The doctor diagnosed him with bronchiolitis. Just like a cold, it's viral and will go away on its own. My poor babe.
On a funny note, the doctor who saw him weighed about 80 pounds and could not hold him down to look down his throat to save her life. She kept telling me how strong he was and in the end Declyn won -- she said she didn't need to check his throat after all. I double checked to make sure it was really OK that she didn't look at it, and she confirmed it was. Apparently the nurse was too busy to help, and she never suggested we switch places (I was holding his arms). Leave it to Dec to be stronger than the doctor.
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