Breathe

A calm moment from a day that had more than its share of drama.
 
George’s chest had seemed congested all day, which we were putting down to the cold he’d had.  After seeming to ease, it got a lot worse in the evening – until eventually, Mo and I took him to the nearby hospital.
 
The doctor was fairly sure it was asthma. After giving him a series of nebulisers he confirmed this – but thought it was serious enough to admit him.  So at 3:30 I drove back to Matt and Andy, while Mo and Dod stayed in the hospital.
 
The little feller was very brave throughout.