Scared of the Dark

This weekend was...adventurous. Emily started it out with a runny nose and by Saturday morning the poor girl was having a hard time breathing and I just tucked her in bed (she never really left it) and put a tv in there so she'd relax and not move. Eventually she couldn't even hold up her head and I called my mom. (Mom's are the greatest. Even better when they just so happen to be an RN. :)) So, after talking to her I decided to call my doctor, they were busy, so I went to Urgent Care. We got in fast and they gave Emily a breathing treatment, steroids, and xrays. Emily was scared of the breathing machine, but I sang the whole time to her and we only had difficulties at the very end of the treatment. Then I wrapped her up in her blanket to take her to the x-ray room. It was dimly lighted and when we walked in Emily said "scared, it's scary." :( I tried to point out all of the "cool" equipment but she remained fairly scared the whole time, but she did really well. She held still for the x-rays and we were out fairly quickly. Now when I put her to bed though she asks me to keep the light on. We turn it out anyway hoping she'll pop out of this phase soon and try to sing to her for a little while. She's asking less and less for the light to be on, so that's positive.