Poor little Hannah bear. I dropped her off at her grandparent's house before I went to work and Hannah's papa mentioned her eyes looked swollen. I then got a call about 30 minutes later that he thought Hannah was really sick.
I thought she was just getting more whiney and frustrating because I was having less patience and because she hit her face and cut her lip (it's been a rough day!).
It was probably more because she was running a low fever, was wheezing and was coughing like crazy. So her wonderful grandparents took her to papa's office and got a nebulizer and some antibiotics. Hannah gets breathing treatments three times a day for the next few days. I guess the official diagnosis is bronchiolitis, which I googled and isn't serious, as long as it's treated.
Unfortunately for Hannah, her mother hadn't really thought much about treating it, good thing papa's a doctor!
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