I woke up with a very hoarse cough and was struggling to breathe. My rentals called NHS Direct and they said to get me to the hospital quickly. Dad put his foot down.
I met some very nice nurses and doctors, and I have something called Croup, caused by a virus. Turns out a digestive biscuit (and some steroids) is the cure. Terrific.
We got home at 2am and we've all been very sleepy today.
What fun.
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