Monday, April 2, 2012

13/52

Our fun week filled of playdates, parties, and baseball was interrupted on Friday at 3:30am with one very unhappy and HOT little boy! After hours of alternating Tylenol and Motrin, Charlie's fever spiked to 104.5 with the shakes and it was off to the E.R. we went. Thankfully, our friend Jesse (who is an RN at Children's) was just getting off work and was able to be there for moral support through the whole process...oh and to check my blood pressure at one point when I wasn't looking so good.

After a series of tests (including a catheter that Jordan did NOT watch and x-ray which I couldn't be there for), it was concluded that he had a slight ear infection and some type of viral infection. Praise the Lord it wasn't anything more serious! The worst part in the whole process was over an hour (combined) and 5 attempts to start an I.V. and draw blood. I was holding down a screaming, sweaty little boy while Jordan was holding back from punching someone in the face! It was no fun!

It was the first time that I really had to watch Charlie suffer. My child....my only son....suffering. Sound familiar? The prophet Isaiah tells us that it was the Lord's will to "crush him and cause him to suffer". The Father loved his own so much that he didn't just allow, but willed for his Son to suffer so that "by his wounds we could be healed". Wow! Thank you Jesus for loving me that much!

A few pictures from the week:

Play Group at the Arboretum


Our support team - Aunt Rachel & Uncle Jesse
as we waited on the winning lotto numbers...I mean test results!


You wouldn't know he was sick here!

1 comment:

  1. So well put sarah...and what a great analogy!!!! God's love for us is something so hard to wrap your mind around but it is real. I always tell people after their first child...now you can somewhat understand His love for us. Pretty Amazing!!! Sure and thankful for Jesse and Rachel being there for you guys!!!!!Pretty soon you will join in on the double stroller. Mine's ready to go!!!!!!

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