The Hospital.

We thought Ada was recovering from her week-long cold, then one day she woke up cranky and unwilling to sleep. As the day progressed, her breathing got faster and faster, and she finally started getting a minor fever. So we took her in to the ER. It was the only place still open at 7:30 p.m. This was during our wait, before we realized that it was probably a little more serious than we thought. Looking at the picture now, it's obvious that Ada knew before we did. They ran tests and looked at her x-rays, but couldn't figure out what was wrong. So we spent 5 hours in the emergency room waiting for the busy doctors to look at test results and figure out what to do next. Seeing/hearing everything that was going on around us made us finally realize how big a city Flagstaff really is. A hospital emergency room is maybe a good gauge of that?
One of the nurses was able to get Ada on oxygen, so she was finally able to fall asleep and breathe a little easier. After more waiting, we were finally admitted to the pediatric department for the night. For the next few hours, Ada stayed on oxygen, had bronchial treatments and an IV to rehydrate her and she started perking back up. So we got discharged earlier than we were anticipating. Which was a relief for all of us- especially her. We were able to leave that afternoon, not knowing what had invaded her body, but glad that it was on its way out.
If nothing else, we feel more like "locals" now, having experienced the emergency room. And our daughter is back to her healthy, happy self.