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Day Eight: High Five!

Day Six: Regrouping



Five bags in the trunk.

5 medical supplies in a Wal-Mart cart.

5 kids in the car.

5 repetitions of "Are we almost there yet?"
High five! Charlie is home!

If you are praying: Last night the pediatric ward filled up with children suffering from a nasty stomach virus. Hopefully we did not cart those germs home with us! John has come down with a cold so we are keeping him under quarantine. Charlie's immune system has got to be pretty compromised after seven days on three types of antibiotics. We also have another week of bandage changing ahead of us. The drain has been completely removed but Charlie still has a small open hole in his neck.

Comments

tammi said…
AWESOME! What an incredible answer to prayer!!!! Yay! I will add this to my "answered" list!!
That sweet little face just melts my heart! Glad that he's home again...

Xandra
ocean mommy said…
Praising the Lord! I am praying that you all rest tonight!

That precious face getting out of the car is my favorite photo of today.... ;)
Praise God. I'm so glad you are all home together:-).
Amy said…
Praise God!!! He's home!! We're so glad to hear it! Pryaing for you all to get some much needed real rest at home and for John's bugs to banished!!

Love you lots!
Amy
Anonymous said…
Oh my goodness! I just got caught up on your blog tonight. What a scary thing! I've had "mommy guilt" before because my kids have had ear infections with no other symptoms and they spend about a week in timeout before I think to take them to the doctor. But nothing like poor Charlie. Glad everything seems to be healing fine.
Heather C said…
So glad he's home! I'll be praying a hedge of protection around him, that the Lord would keep any infectious germs far away from him. (((((((((((kate)))))))))))
40winkzzz said…
Oh, wow, what a time for me to get behind on reading your blog! Last I heard, John was being distracted while getting meat from the freezer, and now look at all that has happened! I've noticed new entries piling up in my reader, but thought, "Oh, Kate's writings are always so good and refreshing; I'll save them for when I can really enjoy them." And here I could have been PRAYING!

Your family has had quite a time. I'm so glad that Charlie's okay. God had it under control all the time. He is so faithful, isn't He?

It sounds like your other kids were real troopers and rose to the occasion and then some! You really reaped the benefits of your hard work & good training.

And I agree with you about leaving the Calico post up. We're all human, and it's good to let that show on our blogs. I am not always highly sympathetic when my kids don't feel well, either. We all make mistakes and it's good to be reminded that other people do, too. You never know what sort of encouragement it may bring to another parent who is feeling guilty about a similar situation. And aren't you just so glad that God is the perfect parent who knows just what our kids need?
Charlie was in the palm of His hand the whole time.

Well, I missed out on praying before, but I'll sure keep Charlie in my prayers now!
Mary@notbefore7 said…
So thankful you all are home again. I had a moment to catch up on your little man and your family's journey.

Praise God for His timing, in spite of us sometimes. We've all been there -so glad you are leaving the original post up.

Praying God keeps your tanks full in the days ahead as you re-adjust to home.
Amanda said…
Bless his heart! I am so glad he is finally home.

Amanda (farmhousemom at SL)

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