Dawson is in right now.
My biggest battle in this moment is to sit. I want to run.
I remember when my dad had to jump over a powder river panel [from a really angry mom cow] and landed on his shoulder. His shoulder was completely dislocated and the vet and I took him to the ER. My sis was there and we waited in the hall while they tried to put it back in. He had a heart monitor on and we could "hear" that all was ok… until it went flat. I ran. Literally ran out the doors. Sister ran after me telling me it was fine and they just took the monitor off. I made my way back and we all had a good chuckle about where I was headed. Who knows.
But I feel that now.
Justin went back with Dawson today until he was sound to sleep. I sat with calm Hunter. Hunter is our calm, cool and collected child. He feels deep yet has wisdom beyond his years. I am thankful for his presence.
Our Neuro Nurse Practitioner had a chat with me today. It was good because I could hear more today than the last time we talked. She explained that the results from the lumbar puncture could reveal what we need to know to take the next step or it could not. Either way let's just pray.
One thing we know for certain is that God is doing a work in Dawson. Did you know he wants to be a pastor? And a policeman?
We trust that God is doing a work, here in this place…. among the hurting, in our hearts and especially in our boys heart.
Today will I put my "big girl panties" on and sit, stay, trust, wait [and not run].