Good Evening,

Happy Thanksgiving to all of you. We have had a wonderful Thanksgiving. We are grateful that we didn’t end up in the hospital so even if we hadn’t just finished a meal of great food with our family it would be a day to be truly grateful.

Tuesday night Sharmi spiked a fever. She wasn’t acting sick in any other way, so I felt confident that it was just due to the flu shot the day before.  I was sick at the thought of having to take her to the hospital.  They would have kept her for three days to monitor her and to culture her blood to see if there was a viral reason for the fever. While I was typing the last post for prayer, I left the water running for the bath and by the time I got back to it we had run out of hot water. I think this was divine intervention.  I would not have made the bath that cold, yet I had no choice but to put Sharmi in and try it. She was a good sport and stood in it for awhile. When she got tired of standing she would sit down for a moment and gasp at the cold water. She eventually was able to sit down and play. We made a family time of it with the whole family crowded into the little bathroom. During her bath her fever spiked to 101.6. (She is supposed to be in the ER within an hour of her fever reaching 101.0) With tears I called my parents again to tell them we had to go.  Mom suggested a smoothie, so I blended some frozen bananas with soy milk and took it to her. Shortly after she started drinking it she started complaining of being cold and begging to get out. We felt her head and her fever was gone. We were so relieved. I called my parents back and they said that they had stopped everything and prayed non-stop since our last conversation. Her fever did go back up and it bounced up and down around 100 degrees for several hours. We finally felt comfortable enough to put her to bed around 10:00.

It was such a hard several hours that by the time Sharmi was in bed I was drained. Chantel wouldn’t sleep so I found myself walking laps around the dining table just sobbing. I was so worn out and upset, but so grateful that tears were dropping on my carpet instead of them building up in a hospital where I can’t let Sharmi see me cry. I have never been so grateful to be such an emotional wreck. The next morning Sharmi woke up and the fever was completely gone. We were so grateful that we didn’t take her to the hospital.

The next day to add to the crying we took Chantel to the doctors for her first set of shots. Sharmi has certainly learned to be sympathetic she patted Chantel’s tummy, explained the bandages to her, and told her it would be OK.

Two days earlier when I got my flu shot she said, “mommy, it won’t hurt. I will hold your hands.” And then when I was done she said, “You were so brave mommy.” She is such a comfort and support to me.

Well, I have a hungry baby so I better run. Have a great holiday weekend.  Thank you for your prayers.

Cheris