Without fail, anytime one of my children becomes a little too ill for my comfort, it's between 5:00 pm Friday evening and midnight on Sunday. The viruses that visit our home do not keep doctors' office hours.
And this weekend was no different. Sunday evening at around 8 pm, her temperature would not go below 103ºF (39.5ºC), but more than that, her breathing was very, very rapid and shallow and her heart was beating like she was running a marathon.
Okay, pack her up: I'm going to the ER.
Good thing, too. Her blood oxygen levels were pretty low.
After a hospital stay of two nights, she's back and doing much, much better. And antagonizing and teasing her brother to no end. Yep, she's pretty much back to her old self. Welcome home, babe.