I suppose along with a, getting over it, anemic daughter I get a daughter who catches every virus known to man. This weekend it was croup. As you all know croup and the tell tale barking couph. I generally thought no big deal. Get out the humidifier, go for drives in the cold air, no meds can fix this one. So that's just what I did the night she came down with it. I took her in the steamy bathroom. I took her outside for cold breaths of air. But by the next evening she had gotten worse and gasped for air through the small opening of her throat. Just as a caution, we decided it would be best to take her in to the er to make sure her oxygen level was ok. It was thank goodness, and they gave her a shot to relieve the swelling in her throat. So by Saturday night she was sounding much, much better. Sunday I left her at home with daddy and went to church. Of course I always get the "where's Kasey", because she is so much more popular than I. Anyway a lady from church asked and I told her she had croup, and she stayed home. Another young woman said"That's what Cheyenne had, they wouldn't give her anything for it" I had a brain freeze. No comment would make this moment any better. Before they had moved here, they had a daughter, there only child at the time, and she died, of croup. I hugged Kasey a little tighter yesterday.