and then... and then....

we got a cast today. daddy insisted that it be red, in support of our landscaping company Red Shovel Landscape & Design. i offered to take grayson to go get it branded if he wanted.. anyways, we were up all night with the little guy who had a fever on top of everything else. and when i say all night, i very much mean all night. i had him in a swing in the backyard at 5:45 a.m. because i just didn't know what else to do with him. he wouldn't really eat, etc. and then i noticed blisters on his hands. oh. my. gosh. so, we're getting a cast and the PA says that they could be a sign of strep throat. i was happy to hear that because i'm thinking hand foot and mouth disease. we decide to go straight to his pediatrician after the cast party, who says it must be HFM, but since you mentioned strep i'll test for that too. well, the strep came back positive. so, the dr. thinks its both. NEAT. he is absolutely miserable. i solicit your prayers for the broken legged throat and hand blistered kid. i hate seeing him like this. i haven't put him down in about 4 days now. the Lord gave me a perspective check on the way out of the dr's office however. i was VERY down, really feeling attacked and not understanding why so much is being thrown at my son. why not ME. why him? i looked over and saw a teeny little boy, probably too small for his age, maybe 7 years old, getting out of a car with his oxygen hooked up to his nose, pulling the oxygen tank behind him. i'm not sure what he had, but it didn't look good. and i thought, you know, it could always be worse. always. all grayson has is a broken leg, an infection and a virus. they will all go away. it was clear to me that this little boy's issue wasn't going away anytime soon. it just reminded me once again to be thankful in the tough times. my husband reminds me of this daily, and i just stare at him. but he's right. we should thank God through the trials. but its really not easy. we're not even going through that much bad stuff and i still find it hard to thank him for this time. it doesn't seem natural, but maybe that's the point. anyways, all that to say, pray that our little man fights the good fight and KEEPS IT TO HIMSELF!! and i'm sorry in advance for the onslaught of HFM that is coming since we were at my niece's bday party on saturday. whoops...