Wednesday, November 6, 2013

a first..........

Today contained a first.

In a world of familiarity.....with doctors, medicines, nurses and routines.....there came a moment today when I said something I have never said to Parklen.....

I have mentioned how well he has been doing......yes?
They keep saying, "He will feel sick."  and every day thus far, he has proven them wrong......
Today, in the midst of all the crazy, I actually had to raise my voice at him and tell him to, "stop running around the hospital room."
I have never said anything remotely the same as that to Parklen.
Never.


He cannot be slowed down. 
He does not feel bad.
He feels GREAT.

It felt awful to tell him to stop running.....after all its all I have wished for.....his chance to be a little boy.  No matter how well he feels, he has no white blood cells....one fall could really take its toll....
Trust me though, it felt all wrong coming out of my mouth.

I have been told that the "honeymoon period" usually ends at day +10......well we are at +8, and I will continue to believe that he can ride this out......


People that know Parklen from years of taking care of him are coming from all over the hospital to look at him......
There is more than one visitor from somewhere in the hospital Every. Single. Day...
They come to say hello, and they come because they hear how well he is doing.

They all say..."He looks great, I have never seen him like this."  and it feels almost magical to respond, "yes God is bigger than Chemo."

Parklen,
The boy who has never felt well.
The child who has been anything but......
The son who we have watched suffer....

I really don't know if this phase will end....
the mouth sores are growing....
the counts are dropping....
it is very possible that tomorrow he could wake up and feel bad.....
At the same time,
it is very possible that all who are watching him,
the ones who are sceptics....and rely merely on fact....
may witness a miracle.


I don't know the specifics of God's plan for Parky,
but I know it is a big one.

There was a moment today when a group of nurses stood outside Parklen's door and watched him boogie down......straight up busting a move while they stood there clapping and laughing......

There was running, wrestling, jumping, dancing, laughing, tickling, pie eating fun had today.......
in the hospital.....

Regardless of what tomorrow holds,
today holds a place on the list of best days ever spent as Parklen's mother.

God bless this day.
God bless this boy
and God bless the people who pray for him......

4 comments:

  1. Be still my heart. I am wishing and praying for SO many more posts like this one in the days to come. Hoping with all of my might that this becomes the norm for this sweet boy of yours!!

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  2. Our God is a God of miracles!! God truly is bigger than chemo - we will continue to pray for more happy days to come!

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  3. Amen! Tears of happiness swell within my heart and down my cheeks....

    Lisa B

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  4. Wow. This was beautiful. I have no other words. I cried. Your family is inspiring people everywhere and changing their beliefs on what is valuable and true about this life.

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