Again! Enough, Enough!

My poor little one woke up again last night unable to breathe.
She begs me to stay with her at night and help her stay awake; I usually can because I'm pretty much a night owl. But last night I fell asleep. She hasn't forgiven me yet. Oh,I know she will, only right now she's hurt, hurting, mad and sad.
Poor thing, we rush her to the ER and to add insult to injury she has to have a shot plus blood drawn. She hates anything to do with needles. They took blood to see if she might have some type of infection going on too, since she's got a sore throat. I really think it's because of her coughing and gasping for breath, which in turn, causes her to throw up all that yucky stomach acid and it hurts her throat.
Then, today when she goes to the DR for a follow up, she gets a physical while she's there. AND, they want to give her a tetanus shot to get her up to date before school starts. Of course, that WAS NOT happening.
We've tried letting her sleep with extra pillows, from that to a wedge under her head and from that to sleeping upright in a recliner. Nothing helps - except the steroids.
And so now,her days are her nights and her nights are her days.
She's so afraid of sleeping at night that I'm afraid she may cause her symptoms; but I haven't the heart to tell her she can't sleep during the day after so many exhausting nights spent just trying to breathe. I mean, after all, that's what my hubby and I want to do. So for now, she and I are becoming night owls and day sleepers. Everything else will be pretty much put on hold; with my sincerest apologies to my Sunday School class, my Wednesday night kids and my Tuesday morning Bible Study group.
We'll snuggle, whisper, giggle, see creepy shapes and hear scary noises in the night, all the while she will be breathing and I will be non-stop praying for her.
For her: to be able to get deep life giving breaths, to not be afraid, to be able to be my little tomboy again, to have a normal life.
Please let my little girl be safe.