But you were so willing and sweet natured about those smoothies, even if it took 2 hours to drink through the mountain sized container. Even when the older gentlemen next to us kindly cheered you on, you simply smiled your squished-up-eye smile at him and gave him a little chuckle.
You had no idea what you were in for, but you were ever so brave. I brought the book we've been reading together to comfort you while we waited. You slowly took in all around you while constantly sipping on that smoothie. Each time you looked down a little more was gone out of the cup.
Your tears subsided, but the pain in your arm was a constant reminder that the day was not over. It was back to the CT Scan machine where you could lay down with "Superman" arms so that the dye would get into your organs to help them take better pictures.
You laid so still and held your breath when you were suppose to. I watched from a small room off to the back, praying that God would comfort you during your ride through the "donut." From my quiet devotions I remember the verse . . . Trust in the LORD with all thine heart, and lean not unto thine own understanding; I do not understand why you are feeling this pain in your side and I do not understand what it will take to find out the reason why, but I know that GOD does. God is the author of ALL. . . .
You got off the table and Mr. Sam pulled your IV out. You didn't even flinch this time. He wrapped a big bandaid around your arm and off we went.
more counting of my One Thousand gifts. . . . .
#126 little boy and "dot dog" every morning
#127 going into a closet to hear the rain pitter patter on the roof
#131 long sweaters on chilly November days
#132 better tasting smoothies than the ones you have to drink for a CT scan
#133 medical technology that was able to see inside a little girl
#136 holding onto her little hand to give her strength
#137 wiping away her tears, knowing that God gives us the strength to endure trials