So, back we went to her pediatrician's office today during their weekend drop-in clinic. That makes three visits in four days between the two As. So far it's not pneumonia again (yet). But, it's not good. We'll be back in the pediatrician's office first thing Monday if things go as planned.
Because I'm in a really black mood, I have already packed a hospital overnight bag. That way if we have to suddenly go to the ER and have her admitted for treatment before Monday, at least we won't be without some basic needs: a stash of toddler-appropriate snacks, a warm blanket for Little A to snuggle, toiletries for me, etc.
Children don't get serious lung infections multiple times per month unless they have an underlying autoimmune disease. So, in addition to the problem of the moment, I'm trying to wrap my head around the idea that Little A has asthma. This is the most likely culprit, and with the other possible options being things like cystic fibrosis, we'll take asthma. (Well, obviously nobody is letting us choose what she has ... but if we had a choice in this scenario, asthma seems like the best of the crappy things we could pick. )
We'll be giving a lot of nebulizer treatments multiple times per day for the time being and hoping it doesn't turn into pneumonia again. We'll sort out the rest of the ramifications of the asthma when things calm down more.
I know I am whining and probably come across as particularly ungrateful right now. Apologies for that. Chalk it up to the continued sleeplessness and a myriad of worries.