Thursday, August 4, 2011
We are still in the hospital but hoping to get out this afternoon. We're still waiting on some of the test results to come back. We've been in isolation for going on 36 hours. Kari is getting restless and I feel so bad for her not being able to get out and play.
Kari does have Pancreatitis but can be helped with medicine and special diet I think. I'm still not clear on it all but after we get the test results we will know more of what we're dealing with.
When we're in the hospital, I'm reminded of how blessed we are. Yes, Kari is sick and we have a long road ahead of us. But then I think about the others that are in here and have it much worse than we do. Some of these kids have cancers that will not be cured. They are taking treatments with high hopes but all the whileknowing that it may only prolong their life at the most. There are others in here who have to be at the hospital for days at a time for chemo instead of just going to the Clinic for treatments. There are more that have no support at all....they are here day after day by themselves with no one to help carry their load.
We are so blessed with friends and family who care, who help, who go out of their way to see that we're not going through this alone.
I know that weeks like this will happen. Weeks when I'm scared to death for my baby, weeks when I honestly can't see the good in this situation, weeks when I want to scream "WHY???"
But I know that at the end of our rope, God will be there holding out His hand for us to grab onto and that hand will carry us a little further down the road.