A big scare

     Today was a terrible and wonderful day.  I took Annah to the pediatrician this morning because we were pretty sure she has impetigo.   In the process of talking to the doctor and getting a prescription for her, I had the doctor look at a different rash Annah has had for about a week.  It is just tiny little red bumps all over her chest, tummy, and diaper area.  When the doctor looked at it, he immediately said that Annah needed to have a blood test.  He said that sometimes when kids' platelets are low they get a rash like that.  Needless to say, no parent wants to hear that.  Two nurses at the pediatrician's office couldn't find a sufficient vein to draw blood from, so we went across the street to the hospital and two nurses there took a vile.  The nurse at the pediatrician's office said they would call us later today with the results.  Annah did very well while all the nurses tied the big rubber bands on her arms and felt around looking for a good vein.  She did cry when the first nurse poked her with a needle in the back of her hand.  I tried to comfort her, and asked her if she wanted to sing a song.  Annah nodded and asked me to sing, "Jesus Loves Me."  I made it through the first phrase before tears were streaming down my face.  At the hospital, Annah cried while the needle was in her arm, but when I told her she was doing a great job, and that she would get fruit snacks when it was over, that helped her feel better.

     After the blood was drawn, I immediately drove to talk to Jeremy at work, crying all the way there.  Jeremy left work, picked up Annah's antibiotic for the impetigo, and came home.   He held the phone in his hand until the doctor himself called to say that the test results came back normal.  Praise the Lord!!! There was a lot of praying (and crying) going on until that phone call came--and after too.   Annah's rash must just be from dryness, like we thought.  Thank the Lord, for sure!!!  

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On a happier note (though it seems trifling to go on after that story), we have our Christmas tree up!  Annah gazes in amazement every time she walks into the room with it.  She has been waking up singing Christmas carols this week.   Yesterday, it was, "angels we have heard...high...eck-shel-sees...oh, oh, ohhhhh!" and this morning it was, "Jesuuuuuus Christ is boooooorn!"   It is so neat to see and hear her enjoying music!  What a blessing she is to us!!