What a day! Mom took me to the doctor after my cough started to sound worse and I guess I threw up on her enough times to make her think I was really sick. The visit started off fine... Dr. Kilty listened to my chest and back. He really is a nice man... then he told mom that I either have some brochiolits thing or pneumonia.
Mom freaked out! She got all worried that I was dying or something. Not the case - Dr. Kilty said that babies don't really die from pneumonia and that I'm not that sick. But, just to be on the safe side we should take xrays to make sure my lungs are ok.
This is the point where my day turn a turn for the worse. They put me in a plastic tube like thing that was standing up. I sat on a bicycle seat that was just the right side for my bottom, then held my arms up in the air while they closed this thing around me. It was kind of fun at first, then they dropped me down into the tube. Don't they know that I am a person! A human one? What kind of torture is this? I didn't know that devices like this existed!
Finally, they took me out and looked at the xrays and I don't have pneumonia. Just this brochiolits thing. The doctor said lots of rest and liquids and I should be better soon.
xoxo,
A
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