Gratitude and Prayers
Have had a lot on my mind lately....trying to preoccupy myself with the house hunt helps somewhat, but not enough. Didn't get the house in Allen Park, made an offer on the Taylor house. And the cycle continues. At least it has provided me with a way to keep my mind off of Tuesday....
Speaking of which...in two days I will be taking my son in for a battery of tests to determine if he has a neuromuscular disease called Friedreich's Ataxia. It is a hereditary disease that runs in my family, a recessive gene trait defect that falls within the Muscular Dystrophy family, although technically, it is an ataxia, not a dystrophy...anyway, you know Jerry's Kids, the Labor Day Telethon...I have faith that his testing will prove that he is indeed fine. I have been praying that this will be the end result. I know that whatever happens, God does not give us more than we can handle. Jakey started showing symptoms this year, sometime after his appendix ruptured. He is young to be showing signs of this disease, yet it happens after trauma or injury or illness...and a ruptured appendix certainly falls within that category, especially at age 3. So I try not to focus on this, however, how can I not? He is my baby boy. I don't want anything bad to happen to him. It's my job to make sure of that. And so I am grateful for faith and hope and for doctors and neurologists that know about this disease and can give me the answers I need and provide the testing required to determine if in fact he does have this. It could indeed just be growing pains and coincidence that his symptoms are the same as what FA would show. Regardless, he is a strong little boy with a strong mommy. And we will get through any struggles that are sent our way. I will make sure of that. God will make sure of that. And until this ordeal is over, I will continue to try and occupy my mind and thoughts with other things. Worry doesn't help nor solve anything. It's just another waiting game...what life is all about, I suppose. And so I wait. And hope. And pray. And above all, give thanks for my little sunshine boy who has blessed my life so much. With him and Ashley, I can get through anything at all. That much I do know.
Speaking of which...in two days I will be taking my son in for a battery of tests to determine if he has a neuromuscular disease called Friedreich's Ataxia. It is a hereditary disease that runs in my family, a recessive gene trait defect that falls within the Muscular Dystrophy family, although technically, it is an ataxia, not a dystrophy...anyway, you know Jerry's Kids, the Labor Day Telethon...I have faith that his testing will prove that he is indeed fine. I have been praying that this will be the end result. I know that whatever happens, God does not give us more than we can handle. Jakey started showing symptoms this year, sometime after his appendix ruptured. He is young to be showing signs of this disease, yet it happens after trauma or injury or illness...and a ruptured appendix certainly falls within that category, especially at age 3. So I try not to focus on this, however, how can I not? He is my baby boy. I don't want anything bad to happen to him. It's my job to make sure of that. And so I am grateful for faith and hope and for doctors and neurologists that know about this disease and can give me the answers I need and provide the testing required to determine if in fact he does have this. It could indeed just be growing pains and coincidence that his symptoms are the same as what FA would show. Regardless, he is a strong little boy with a strong mommy. And we will get through any struggles that are sent our way. I will make sure of that. God will make sure of that. And until this ordeal is over, I will continue to try and occupy my mind and thoughts with other things. Worry doesn't help nor solve anything. It's just another waiting game...what life is all about, I suppose. And so I wait. And hope. And pray. And above all, give thanks for my little sunshine boy who has blessed my life so much. With him and Ashley, I can get through anything at all. That much I do know.
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