Hang'n in there...

Hang'n in there
I about lost it when I was informed that the lab that drew Josiah's blood didn't do the right test. They had to poke him three different times to get enough blood and they spent a LONG time trying to figure out the test that was supposed to be done and it was all for nothing. Now I have to take him again this week to have his blood drawn again. You better believe I'm not going back to that lab.

Josiah is doing everything he should be doing. He's gaining weight and his heart is not trying to close the hole that was made. He's a little fighter.

I have hard days now and then. I struggle with being overwhelmed with everything that is going on in our lives. Moving is difficult. Trying to think seems impossible at times. I have managed to almost completely arrange child care for while Josiah recovers from his surgery. The next thing to try and tackle is planning meals for 3-4 weeks.

Please pray for Ashley (Josiah's almost 2 year old sister). Ever since I was gone for 9 days at the hospital she is extremely clingy (not like her to be that way). She is going to need a HUGE amount of God's grace to make it through Josiah's long recovery.

Trust and Obey...for there is no other way...

I took Josiah to the cardiologist on Friday. The hole from the septostomy is still nice and wide open. That hole is what is keeping him alive and allowing oxygen to flow through out his little body. He continues to be stable. His surgery has been scheduled for September 15th. In the mean time he will have weekly appointments to make sure he continues to stay stable as well as monitoring his oxygen level from home. He gets shots twice a day as well. His poor little legs are all bruised and my heart breaks every time I have to poke him.

I'm just now able to read through the guest book. The morning after I got home from the hospital I got really sick with mastitis. I was in bed for two days and it took several more before I felt fully functional again. Thanks for your support. This is a terribly difficult time and I'm so grateful for faithful friends and family to pray and offer encouraging words. At times I find myself just frozen, looking to my Lord...but speechless. I'm so grateful that I can trust my Heavenly Father.