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My Mother

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a grandchild was in danger.

Mine did not.

Lily had started coughing on a Thursday afternoon after preschool. By bedtime, she was feverish and wheezing. By midnight, we were in the emergency room. By sunrise, a doctor with tired eyes told us her lungs were struggling harder than they should.

Pneumonia had settled in fast. Her asthma made everything worse.continue reading …

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