I hate being sick. I've come down with Ella's cold too, and it seems to be settling in my chest which means it will likely set off my asthma and I'll be coughing for weeks/months. Fun wow! Poor Miss Ella is really not dealing with this well. Her little lungs are so congested, she makes herself sick from coughing nearly every day. She spent the night on the chesterfield, so I could keep her upright. I spent the night, awake, on the floor beside her so I could haul her fully upright and keep her from panicing and making herself sick again. It really seems to scare her, she often starts crying and needs to be held for a while. Luckily, Mom was able to come over for the morning so I could get some sleep. I have yet to get dressed, guess I'll just stay this way for the rest of the day. Colin is starting to get sick too. I feel so bad when he does because he can't take any time off. I'm sure a pig barn with a bad cold is not a pleasant place to be.
I need to call my MIL and see if she has a vapourizer/humidifier. Hopefully that will help Ella breathe at night. That and she's on an antibiotic now. Poor thing has an ear infection too. If I don't feel better soon, I'll have to stop by the doctor's too. I have signs that this might be bacterial rather than viral. I have to keep on top of "little colds" because I can go from fine to needing the ER to breathe really quick. I just hope Ella hasn't inherited the "Johnson lungs". Mom's family has really bad lungs. Two of my cousins spent a lot of their childhood in oxygen tents for croup. The rest of us just get sick a lot. There's even been a couple times that my uncle, who works at the hospital, has been concerned that I had whooping cough -I sound that terrible. For now, knock on wood, I seem to be fighting it off. At least that's how I feel now that I had a good morning nap :)