Last week Lennon caught my cold. Each day he became progressively worse.
Me: Should we take him to the doctor?
Tod: Naw....he's tough.
[Repeat this same conversation each day for another week.]
Finally Lennon started making this WHEEZING noise. That was it for me. I took him back in and the doctor concluded he had RSV. We got home and told Tod the diagnosis.
Me: Lennon has RSV. This is serious and could've turned into bronchialitisitisinusialysis something...good thing I took him in. Now he needs a nebulizer four times a day...
Tod: Oh wow...[grabbing Lennon]...good thing we caught this. Everyone knows that RSV eventually becomes RSVP and that's serious. Those kids don't get invited to anything!