Thanks to all who have been praying for Ian! 

It has been eventful the last few weeks, with exotic (for us anyway..we rarely go to the doctor) tests, and physical therapy twice a week.  Odd that in the midst of the hippocratic hecticness Ian timed a personal best record on a 6K ERG (that’s a very fancy rowing machine) at crew practice putting him up with a few of the top rowers in his weight. 

So, Friday morning was a bit of a shocker as we learned that Ian has a condition with a big Latin name that ends in itis which means inflammation, and in the middle, spondo which means spine.  He will need to take an immuno-suppressant drug to get his immune system to back down from “over protecting” his spine.  This over protection creates the swelling, which is giving him pain.  So far so good, except this medication has to be injected…by needle…every week…by me. 

I can do all things through Him who strengthens me. 

Pour it on LORD, I’m going to need it!

As we left the doctor’s office, my mind buzzed about things that need to “change” in the household to accommodate his injection, his reduced immune capacity, and my queasiness at sticking needles full of cytotoxic medicine into my son.  Ian was…hungry. 

 “Can we go to Subway?” 

Ah the resilience of youth.  Lunch.  After lunch, “You know, Mom, there’s really no point in going back to school now.”  So off to therapy, and then to the boathouse for  Crew practice.  Ian’s fine…

I’m not.  But I will be. 

Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understand; in all your ways acknowledge Him and He will make your paths straight.   Prov 3:5-6