Sunday morning we woke up to a sick child. Grant was very warm and cranky. Nothing seemed to soothe him. After discovering that he was running a fever, we gave him Tylenol and it didn't seem to make a difference. After talking to the on-call nurse, we headed to Children's Medical Ctr. We had never been there before, so we had an adventure in just getting there. Upon arrival, his temperature was 103.7 - that made me nervous! Grant cried and cried for what seemed like 4 hours non-stop. Prior to this weekend, it has been over two weeks since he had cried. He made up for it on Sunday. Seeing our baby cry and look so miserable just broke our hearts. There was nothing we could do to soothe him. There were times that I think we cried right along with him. We left Children's at around 5 p.m. and we were exhausted. We left not knowing anything different than when we had arrived.
I remember rocking Grant, walking him around the room, singing to him...offering everything I had to give. I think this is exactly how God is with us. I was told many times that having a Child will help you understand God's love for us. I know there are times when God says, "I am here, give Me your burden." And what happens...I just carry it around with me while crying throughout my day.
Grant is improving, we went to the doctor today and they still don't know the cause for the fever. My way of thinking...if they don't find anything, okay...I would rather them not find anything than to find something that could break our hearts even more!
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