Latest Facebook post. “Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. It is hard. Because Andrew’s stomach is still Filling with bile as the intestines are backed up, he could
Not get the NG tube out today. This was discouraging news. His stomach is still too distended and hard. His white blood count is slowly creeping up so the doctors are watching for more infection. His last pain meds were in the middle of tues night and he is beginning to get a little feisty! He was threatening to pour out half the container of “pond algae “ so no one would know how much was actually in there.
He is requiring less O2 support and is keeping his O2 levels in a pretty good place.
We are working on redecorating the room with your verses and these colorful banners from some of our 3rd-5th grade geography class at Upstate Homeschool Co-op (Kirin Mitchell) I caught several doctors reading the verses on the walls while they were in the room today which made me smile.
During the afternoon walk, Andrew said he just wanted to see a tree. Matt Rafferty surveyed the hospital corridor until he found just the right spot where he could look out the window .... and see a beautifully blooming tree.
This morning as I was getting ready for the day and crying out to Jesus for healing, I looked up and saw a picture in my head. The only other time in my life I have ever seen this very same hand reaching down was years ago when I was so sick.
In the center of a group of people from all walks of life was this situation with Andrew. They were holding, watching, standing, leaning and around them was God’s hand —shaping, molding, pressing with something similar to play doh or clay. A little strange but yet, I feel like that is what is happening to us as we stand by and love this son. Hopefully we are being shaped to not look like anything my flesh wants to scream out and be but more like what God wants. And then about 45 min later, my friend Alyssa P Lancaster , sent me this verse superimposed over the picture of me holding Andrew’s hand after the second surgery last Thursday. Nothing more needs to be said.” Rex Brown