The Little Man HATES the nebulizer. Hate is actually an understatement. He screams at the top of his lungs and fights me like pit bull. It's so hard to wait the 10 minutes for the treatment to be done. I always wonder if the neighbors think I'm beating him because of the way he carries on. Today the DHL man came to the door while I was giving him a treatment. Oh, I bet we'll be the "story of the week" for all his friends this weekend.
"I don't want to Mommy. No nebulizer".
But everything is better with a Popsicle