It is about 10pm, my little man is sound asleep in his bed, my sweet husband is playing a song he's recently composed on his guitar, and I am in my favorite place to be...home. I haven't actually blogged in several days due to sickness and just plain being busy and tired. So here is what's been going on: Wednesday morning we anxiously awaited the neurology team to make its rounds. When they finally came by our room, Dr. Wellons said Noah looked good, we should watch the swelling, etc. and we're free to go! After being discharged, we headed for the parking garage and I don't think Noah had ever been so excited to see the car. He ate Cheetos and french fries on the way home (so nutritious), and got about an hour nap. We arrived home to find that some "elves" had rummaged through our attic and decked our home from top to bottom, inside and out! What a relief to not have to worry with putting up "Christmas," and Noah had a festive, peaceful place to come home to. We have some amazing and thoughtful friends!
Being home has been great; there is now some normalcy back in our lives. Even so, I've realized that nothing will be normal again. All day long John and I have been jumping at the sound of the phone ringing, hoping it would be Dr. Wellons or his nurse with the pathology results...no such luck. So, we'll just keep praying and expecting good news to come tomorrow.
Oh, by the way, Noah decided to walk last night! He slid off the couch, grabbed John's finger, and took off to change the DVD he was watching. Still a little wobbly, but he was pulling up his left leg, and placing a considerable amount of his weight on it. (A HUGE improvement from even Tuesday's PT session.) Praise the Lord, this child will be running before we know it.
For some reason, tonight I am at a loss for words as to what I should write in this blog. The only thing in my mind right now is the scripture from Matthew chapter 17: "When they came to the crowd, a man approached Jesus and knelt before Him. 'Lord, have mercy on my son,' he said. 'He has seizures and is suffering greatly. He often falls into the fire or into the water. I brought him to Your disciples, but they could not heal him.' 'O unbelieving and perverse generation,' Jesus replied, ' how long shall I stay with you? How long shall I put up with you? Bring the boy here to Me.' Jesus rebuked the demon, and it came out of the boy, and he was healed from that moment. Then the disciples came to Jesus in private and asked, 'Why couldn't we drive it out?' He replied, 'Because you have so little faith. I tell you the truth, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, Move from here to there, and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.' " (v14-23). Right now my husband is praying ceaselessly for our son. Cancer is our demon. We are believing in faith that the Lord will drive it far from Noah. We know this mountain can be moved by our faith...if the Lord choses to grant us that. But if He doesn't....we will still continue to fight this battle, knowing that He alone is faithful. This is a daily battle and we are so grateful for all the prayer warriors that are fighting with us. We can't do this on our own, and we praise God for the support that has been given by so many. Because of the prayers of faith of so many, maybe one little boy will receive a healing that will bring glory to the Lord even beyond the days of his life...this is my prayer of faith.
Our Friendship Church youth group is doing something amazing. To help remind people to pray for Noah and help offset Noah's medical cost, the youth ministry is asking for a $5.00 donation for the PRAY FOR NOAH bracelet. The color grey represents brain tumor awareness and research.
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.