I am so blessed!

It has been almost 5 months since Madi's last MRI. It is always a difficult time leading up to the appointment. I try to rest fully in the Lord, but I know I stress about things. I start noticing things like when she writes a letter backwards or has a hard time whistling, and immediately wonder what will happen at the next doctor visit. Yesterday, Grandma, Madi and I went in for her MRI. Madi was measured by her endocrynologist and still shows little growth compared to other kids her age. The doctor talked to us about growth hormones and showed us the needle that would be used daily to inject the hormone. We will still wait on making that decision. We met up with Stephanie, the Child Life Specialist from the hospital. We really enjoy seeing her. It has been a while since we have seen her. She is a special person to Madi and our family. The oncologist was pleased with Madi's improvements. Madi will need to have a follow-up with the audiologist to monitor her high frequency hearing loss. She will also have her neuro-psych testing each year to monitor her development. We visited with Diane, a dear friend and nurse from Radiation. Madi loves her. We all love her and enjoy seeing her each MRI appointment. The MRI was scheduled in the new building at 3:00. The technicians in the building were not familiar with Madi. They didn't believe she could lay still during her MRI. She proved them wrong. She did great. After they had taken the IV out and let us go, they called her back in for more scans. They had to put in another IV and re-scan. This immediately put a lump in my throat. My heart rate was increased and I had a heavy feeling in my gut. The scans were complete and they asked if the neurosurgeon would contact us. Oh, this is the place where I can only find comfort in my Savior. I prayed. It is times like these where I catch a glimps of what life is all about. We were made for God's glory. He is the God of all generations. We belong to Him. He gives life. I pray. I love. Today, we rest. We wait. Schedules don't matter. School books and lessons don't matter. House cleaning and chores don't matter. We spend time together. We enjoy the smiles, hugs, singing, laughter, tears. Each time the phone rings, my heart pounds. Finally, today at 4:15pm, the doctor calls. NO CHANGE. Everything looks great. I give praise to the Lord. I have tears of joy. I look at the blessing the Lord has given me. Everything is fresh. The books scattered all over the floor, the crumbs on the counter, the laundry pile, the dirty car, etc. are such blessings. I am so blessed. I thank you, Lord.