Spent the last three days in ER's and children's hospitals getting about a combined six hours of sleep, watching wonderful doctors help Remy Lu breathe right. Got her discharged with the ability to adequately exchange oxygen for carbon dioxide, a massive, absolutely spleen-shattering bill and a prescription for some kind of steroid. Went to get the car and it was frozen solid. Had to get a ride back to the house then go back with my dad to extract my car from the hospital garage. And I think I'm getting another cold. The good news is that she is doing just fine and breathing normally. The bad news is that she got a bit pissed off when I turned off Star Trek and threw the couch at me. Gonna have to tread lightly until this scrip runs out. Gonna get swiftly drunk and have a nice few bowls of Irish Oak. Gonna watch some Yu Yu Hakusho. Gonna have a few bolts of some nice Radford to clear the sinuses. Tomorrow, a couple of cans of Monster Rehab and a day of laundry and playing with Remy Lu. Depending on her mood, I might have her help me move some of the kegs around in the basement. Might brew some beer. Gonna call it "Johnny Dingo's ICU IPA."