As many of you know, Jeremiah was diagnosed with a blood
disorder in May. Besides his red
blood cell count being low, needing monthly blood transfusions, and being slightly
(just slightly) behind his peers when it comes to physical development he is a
very healthy, very happy boy! Every five weeks or so, we go to Phoenix Children’s
Hospital, we wait in the waiting room, Jeremiah has a blood draw and gets in
IV. We wait in the infusion area, we get blood, and we go home. Our life goes
on quite happily and I am very, very grateful. But when you are in an Oncology/Hematology
department, there are a lot of things you see that break your heart. You see
little toddlers and juniors in high school cuddled up in a blanket near their
parents as chemo runs in their veins. You see bald little girls and bald little
boys with tired and worried parents. You see kids check themselves in because
they live in the Ronald McDonald house; you see them doing their homework they
get from the school next door because they can’t go to regular school. Their
best friends are doctors, nurses and volunteers. You see two 19 year olds with their
itty-bitty baby getting plasma.
And you realize… that you got a lot, a good lot.
Thank you Jesus for the lot you’ve given me.
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