It is about 2:45 am and I'm just getting settled into my chair-bed in room 451. My mom and Noah are already asleep, but the control freak in me had to get everything organized and put away in the designated drawers and cabinets in our room before my mind could rest. We arrived at Children's ER at 10:30 pm and hung out there until 1:30, when our room was ready. Noah has been neutropenic since Thursday, so we've been expecting a fever to show up at any time; it came around 9 pm. Thus far he has been given some antibiotics, had blood taken for lab testing, and is/will be getting IV fluids...so I'll be changing diapers about every 2 hours. :( He hasn't been drinking very well the past couple of days, so he could be developing some mouth sores. Never sure how long this stint will last...from past experience I expect to be here 4-6 days. With many prayers and much faith in a quick healing, hopefully we will be home much sooner. Although I can't complain about this at all - I've been following the blog of a young woman from the Huntsville area with Burkitts Lymphoma who has been in the hospital for 25 days following her chemo treatments; she just returned home yesterday. You can read her story and send her words of encouragement on her webpage here.
God is good, and in a few hours our church will open it's doors for another fundraiser for Noah, as well as a few FUMC ministries. John stayed behind in Athens so he could be a part of this special event...please know I would be there if I could. I can't wait to hear about it from him this afternoon. I get emotional thinking about how many people are lifting us up in prayer and standing with us and "holding up our arms" when we are weak. I have never experienced the love of Christ like I am experiencing it now through my brothers and sisters in Him...thank you.
And now I really need some sleep! :)
My attempt at a thank you...
"Then He took a little child and set him in the midst of them. And when He had taken him in His arms, He said to them, 'Whoever receives one of these little children in My name receives Me; and whoever receives Me, receives not Me but Him who sent Me.'" Mark 9:36-37
I don't have words to express my gratitude...I am so humbled by and indebted to my community for the gifts you've given, the blood you've donated, and the prayers you've lifted up for us. I am perpetually moved by the compassion and sacrifices made...I've never experienced the love of Christ like I have through this situation with Noah. I wept tears of joy and thanksgiving when I saw the pictures from this morning's fundraiser. You have given gifts, you have given blood, and you have lifted us up in prayer...and I thank God for you daily. Thank you for serving and honoring the Lord by loving on Noah - he would throw you a kiss and give a big hug if he could. Much love from an overwhelmed and thankful mother.
These posts are written by Noah's parents Jessica & John David Crowe. The default author is Jess, and those written by John David will be noted.