Poor Thing

Madyson is sick and it stinks. As you know, she is 18 months old, and she can't tell me exactly how she is feeling. I feel so helpless. Last night she finally got some sleep after I sent Cliff to Wal-Mart at midnight to get some Dimetapp. I just gave her half the dose but that helped. We set up the humidifier also. I was sick at the beginning of the week with a stuffy nose and some congestion. I am feeling so much better and now my poor baby is under the weather. Thursday night neither she nor I got any sleep. Everytime I laid her down she woke up, screaming. I'm guessing she was so congested and that she couldn't breathe when laid flat. The good thing is no fever and still just clear nasal drainage. She and I slept on the couch propped up on two pillows. I know this will pass in a day or two but it is so hard to watch one of your babies suffer. She is sleeping in her own bed tonight and has not woken up since I put her down.
Hopefully she will be feeling better tomorrow. We have church in the morning and I am definitely not sending her to the nursery. I know she isn't contagious, but I wouldn't want another child in there with her if they had a snotty, runny nose. We will keep her with us in LCBF (Life Changing Bible Fellowship) and then decide if we will go to the service or home. Hopefully we can just keep her with us during the service. Maybe we can just sit at the back so we can step out if need be. Cross your fingers.
As I finish writing this, guess what?... Cliff says he has a sore throat. Crap!