20 January 2008
the one about the scariest night of my life...
I'd like to say that she is much better today but she still sounds terrible. I have made an appointment with her pediatrician but the holiday is going to push that off until Tuesday. Why does this stuff always happen over holiday weekends? We have her sleeping propped up with the humidifier and her medicine. I can tell you that even though I am exhausted, I don't think I will sleep very well tonight in fear of a repeat performance. We have explained to her that if she wakes up and its hard to breathe, stay calm and call us. We know better what to do and hopefully can avoid another trip to the ER. BTW, the ER in our town leaves A LOT to be desired. I don't even have the energy to get into that whole rant.
Anyway, as those of you with children know.. they are our greatest treasures. I love my baby more than my own life and last night, seeing her so so very vulnerable just scared the crap out of me. I still practically burst into tears at the thought of it but I am proud that I managed to keep it together and do the right things for her. I know she will be okay but its going to be a rough couple of days (nights). Please send her some good healing thoughts as we fight this yuckiness.
at 9:07 PM