H1N1, pneumonia, or croup.
Flu, strep, or meningitis.
The possibilities are endless in the corridors of a mother's mind.
And my daughter keeps coughing.
So that's where I've been for the past week. I've missed slogging through blogs and curling my lip jealously at witticisms. I've missed pouring out my thoughts on this unfeeling machine, and feeling better for it.
But the answer is: croup. Fixable and on the mend.
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