Ben has had the stomach flu since Saturday night. Fever. Throwing up. A little diarrhea. If I try to give him any other clear liquid than water, he starts cramping and throws up. He is so miserable. He is just hanging out on the couch vegging in front of the TV. He doesn't want to color. Or, play Gameboy. Or, read. Just stare at the TV.
After throwing up much of the liquid I was trying to get in him today (and I'm SO frustrated, because some of it was Pedialyte), I put him in bed. He called me in and asked:
"Will you pray with me?" He sat right up and grabbed both of my hands and closed his little eyes, and waited for me to pray.
It's so sad....
This morning I prayed for my friends' baby who had surgery on the hole in his diaphragm. I also prayed for Lesli, a gal I heard about from "Organized Chaos" blog (see my sidebar). She had a SEVEN hour surgery today. I can't imagine.......
Boy. I can't wait for Heaven when there is no more sickness and pain.....
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I'm with him. I want the no sickness or pain thing. Ha!
Just recently went through the thowing up thing with my daughter. I couldn't help but laugh (to myself) when my daughter uses the pail we provide for just such an occasion, she stciks her head all the way in practically to the bottom. I guess to make sure she makes it. I know T.M.I.
Oh wait that was YOU that said the no sickness or pain thing. I still agree.
I've been pretty fortunate with the health thing. When I hear of people going through some of these things I feel badwhen I complain about some of the things I have to deal with.
Amen sister, amen!
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