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Yesterday I had a terrible day. Frankly it was horrifying and I am still horrified. My poor little daughter is in the hospital and I am worried as hell even though the doctor had told me that everything is going to be alright, that her condition is stable and that nothing endangers her life. Unfortunately I reluctantly believe this and I have to see her as soon as it is possible. Maybe my fear is a little bit far-fetched but I love my little daughter, my little child and I would cry a river if something happened to her. I still have shivers down my spine when I hail back the moment when everything happened. Yesterday was a real rollercoaster, it was an awful day. It started bad and ended even worse. I woke up early in the morning with a huge headache but I had to go to work anyway. When I came back from work I was felling terribly and I was watching TV when it happened. I heard a loud noise and huge distress seized me. I had a bad feeling about this and I ran to my child"s room and there it was lying on the floor with his cot bedding being broken. I panicked and called an ambulance and fortunately, they were in my house in 5 minutes, so very fast. From the very beginning they told me that it is nothing severe and that I shouldn"t let the anxiety take over, however, it was my child and I was afraid that something could happen. The bloody cot bedding broke down and I don"t know whether I should sue the man who sold it to me.