Katherine is doing better now, thank heavens. She seemed improved when she woke up from her nap, and more so after another breathing treatment, so I decided to hold off on the doctor. She is still wheezing this morning, but it's less severe than it's been, so I'm hoping she is on the mend.
She is acting perky and smiling, which is reassuring to see. She's also eating a little better, which I find reassuring as she's given me a giant blister by popping on and off while nursing. It hurts like the devil, and every time she latches, I'm clawing my palms and trying not to yelp. It's just like those bad old early days of breastfeeding, and I'm wondering how on earth I lasted through ten whole weeks of this!