Romy has had several severe episodes of croup, the worst being at the end of January last year. We've been able to treat lesser symptoms ourselves with oral steroids (that's right, Romy juices) but last Sunday they didn't cut it. She woke up with her chest caving in as she gasped for breath so Mommy had Baba call 911. The ambulance came and took us to the closest hospital to get her breathing under control with some breathing treatments. Collin slept through all the commotion and neighbors stayed with him so Baba could meet us. Then it was back to the PICU (another ambulance ride--they're not expensive, right?) at Loyola where the nurses and doctors remembered us from last year.