Croup

It started on Monday, got worse on Tuesday. I've been through it before, but for a new parent, it's a horror movie without an end. Your child sounds like she's dying or turning into a monster or something, and there's nothing you can do.

It looked like Thanksgiving, which we were to host, was going to be a nightmare. But Amy persevered with the doctors, finally got an appointment, and they gave little Shwoogie a shot of steroids.

Steroids. That's a new thing to me. I didn't know they gave babies steroids for croup. Shows how long I've been out of this game.

But they worked like a charm. Within a day she was mostly her old head-banger self: coughing, but a healthy cough, and sleeping soundly. She was able to charm her way through the holiday.

The only odd thing is, she seems now to hold the all-time Major League Baseball homerun record.