Guess who has pneumonia? This guy. Boo hoo! He is so sick and it is so sad. Luckily, I figured something was wrong yesterday morning, so we went straight to the doctor. It was caught before it got too bad. A shot in the heiney, breathing treatments, and antibiotics are going to get him all fixed up and better very soon.
Pneumonia just sounds so terrible.
As you can see, he is laid up in our bed, like the King of Sheba. A Dora and Diego marathon is on, an ice cold sippy cup filled with orange juice and some donut holes are sitting on the night stand. All is well.
On a side note, my doctor was off yesterday so we went to the minor emergency clinic. Our clinic is wonderful. The head doctor is super cute and was a head trauma doctor in Houston, so he is great and great with kids. Not your run of the mill "quack shack" like most minor emergency clinics.
BUT, I must say, when a mom walks in with a one year old and clearly a pretty sick but still pretty active three and a half year old.........move it along as quickly as possible. Please. The old man with the sprained ankle can wait. The mom with the kids going ape shit in the 5x5 room with no toys and quickly running out of Cheerios and cereal bars needs to get in and get out!
That is just my advice and what I think should be protocol in every doctor's office.