Tired of this now

Rob was snoring. Astrid was snoring. I woke Rob up to go get his anti-snore breathing strips. Then I realised Astrid wasn't snoring, she was rasping, and looked at her chest. Intercostal heaving and huge chest valley with every breath. Turned on the light; very pale skin with grey bits. Tried to talk to Rob about it; he was too tired to see and had no idea.

Called 999. Partway through the call - lovely, quick, friendly call-handler - she got massively better and we stood the ambulance down.

Now she's ramping up again. Rob is asleep in the girls' room and she and I are alone in my bed.

This is no fun.

I'm in hospital with a laptop and a 3G dongle

Everyone is fine, more or less. Astrid and I got an ambulance to A&E in the middle of the night. Rob brought the girls to his family at Centerparcs first thing Saturday morning. Now he, Astrid and I are all at the hospital waiting. There's nothing wrong with her lungs, so that's good. But she's not terrifically good at breathing, especially when she's asleep.