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O Scary Night

Last night was a scary night. Two of my kids got a sudden attack of the croup (or so we think), am still awaiting a call back from the Doc. My 4 yr old and 7 yr old were up most of the night with the worst sounding cough - truly sounds like a dog barking.

Now after more than 8 years and five kids, you'd think I'd see my far share of illness, from strep throat to RSV in an infant...this took the cake. The two kids couldn't even breathe, and my 7 yr old son, was vomiting in the sink.

I'd truly never seen my children so scared, their throats tightening so much, they couldn't help but be afraid. So my HH and I worked to comfort them in the early hours of 2 and 3 am. My HH goes to look up online the symptoms and I stayed with my son in the bathroom. Suddenly, the room starts fading to black, my knees start to bend, and I hear ringing in my ears. I had started to fall to the floor without knowing I was going to faint! What?!?! I have never fainted in my life. I looked at my face in the mirror, just before hitting the floor and my cheeks were pale like a ghost. I laid on the floor, my hand on my sons foot so he knew I was still there.....what a sight we must have been!

Here my son then turns around, "Mom are YOU ok?" How the roles reverse, huh? What a sweet boy, he can barely get out the words between coughs and he is concerned with my queasy stomach and light head. God love him.

Anyhoo, hopefully I'll hear from the doc, and we'll see what we can do to ease the suffering....Pray for us.

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