Not On My Worst Enemy

Harry's throat hurt tonight. Postnasal drip? We let him skip dinner, which we never ever do because he gets night terrors when he does. But he couldn't even get through a popsicle. What could we do? So now every few minutes he starts moaning and screaming and sobbing uncontrollably...and there is nothing I can do. Nothing at all. He doesn't wake up. He doesn't know he's doing it. He's inconsolable. I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy.