Hyperbole

Last night Jannean and I took our daughter to the emergency room. She wasn't responding to the breathing treatments as well as we had hoped, and after giving four of them to her over the course of the night it was time to seek help. We could hear on the drive over though that her condition was improving rapidly as the medicine was finally taking hold. When we got there, the triage nurse took her vitals and determined she was not in any danger, so rather than wait eight hours ('tis the season, after all) to see a doctor we went home and went to bed.

Breathing is something I have always taken for granted. I'm beginning to learn that it is not always as easy as I once believed. We are breathing a lot calmer now (daughter is on the mend.) But I have a lot more to learn about breathing...