Lucy, you’re currently in the midst of what we thought is your first cold. And boy is it a doozy. Last night was the second night we couldn’t put you on your back for fear of you gagging on your own secretions, and took turns sleeping with you in the rocking chair. You have created enough secretions to sink a small battle cruiser. And with good reason. The doctor called us today to tell us that the RSV test came back positive. So you’ve got a nasty little bug. But you’re doing so much better today, and now we just have to watch your cough. But as miserable as you’re feeling, I take such pride at the beautiful smile that I can coax out of you with a few goofy sounds and faces.
Oh poor Lucy! We went through RSV and pneumonia in January. NO FUN AT ALL!