I feel like I just did battle for the U.S. Army. I myself had been fighting some kind of bug along with my husband. I have not slept a good night in a few days because of my own congestion. Then Saturday night my daughter who is three came down with the same virus. It is funny how the children react to viruses differently then adults. My husband had a mild case, I had a worse case and my poor daughter got it with a vengence. She was up every 20 minutes to an hour until morning gagging on the drainage in her throat and fighting a sore throat. (we all know the panick when the gagging starts!) Thank God she never threw up from it. By Sunday she had a full blown stuffy miserable runny nose. The whole nine yards. She fell asleep on my husband at 6:30pm and woke with a fever of almost 103 at 7:30. I doubled her Cortef and managed to get some Motrin down her. I gave her a tempid bath and her fever slowly dropped by 10:00 after finally gettiing her to eat something and pushing the liquids. At 10:00 I gave her her the regular dose of Cortef at her regular time and sent her to bed. That was a joke because we all know what extra Cortef does, makes them VERY active. It was around 12:00 that she finally fell asleep. (anyone witness dialated eyes when giving extra Cortef?) Anyway, I owe my fever free night to all my special people that I always call to pray for my daughter when she gets sick. She only awoke at 3am so I could check her temp.(that was still  normal) and give her some cold meds. She was fever free until her 6 am dose of Cortef was givien. I had finally got some good sleep so I was ready. Her fever started back to around 99 to 100. So then a new battle began to take her Motrin tablets. Tired and cranky she reluctantly took them. She wound up crying over what pillow she was going to sleep on. Something so simple yet wound up to be something that sent her crying until she barfed. All the congestion and medication just added to the hysteria. It wasn't like I fought with her. It was a simple no, and that was it. I guess I can understand her emotionally outburst seeing as I had one before we went to bed. Of course not having sleep for say...three days and being sick myself, her having a fever made me hit my panick button a little too hard. All was handled well except I had to slip away for a few minutes and cry my head off. Once again after my prayers to God, I got myself back together. My husband is so good. He never panics. Of course the emotional outburst she had at 6am along with the barf seen took him back a little. But I discovered something. When he "looses" it, I become "calm headed queen". I think if he wasn't sooo calm and collected I wouldn't be given the opportunity to fall apart so easily. Not that it is a bad thing he is so cool, because I need that. I am usually the one that takes her for all the bloodwork and is a totallly "control woman." Nothing really phases me until I am alone. I really get frustrated at myself when I do break down. I HATE myself for it. But the moment she gets into the "danger zone" with an illness, I just can't help to think what might happen if I make a wrong decision with doses ect. Her life depends on us and that is a lot for me to take in, especially when I myself had not slept. Which is usually the case when she gets sick. So far all is quiet at my household. (KNOCK ON WOOD) Thank goodness my husband is home to get the turkey today. Oh, hosting Thanksgiving will be quite an experience for my guests if this has not worked its way out of my house by then. My luck I will forget to cook the turkey from lack of sleep! Thanks for the ear. I feel compelled to come to the message board after enduring these nights, as therapy for myself. I feel so much better after writing. Thanks for your ears. You have all helped without even typing a word. Thanks! Onward to the next battle! It is funny that we give a day of Thanks for Thanksgiving day. I don't need a day to recognize my blessings. I know my blessings EVERY DAY when I look at my daughter. Thanks.