
Lou and Gracie at West Dennis Beach yesterday
A little over a week ago, Gracie started it all with a runny nose and a cough. Then, Rocky got a cough and a fever. When we couldn't get his fever to leave, we brought him to the doctor's, only to discover that he had a double ear infection. By this time, I was starting to feel sick, and within two days, I had laryngitis/conjunctivitis/tonsillitis. I think this is one of the worst illnesses I've ever had. I praise God that my mom was able to come over and help me with the kids; it was tough. Thankfully, we are all on the mend now. Gracie is all better; Rocky is just about there. He'll finish his medication on Wednesday. (Giving a baby medicine is horrible!!! He cries, tries to spit out the medicine, and in process chokes on it). Thankfully, each day I'm feeling a little better, too. Thank the Lord, Lou has somehow managed to stay healthy through all of this.
To celebrate our improved health, we went to the beach for a little while yesterday since the temperatures were in the 50s (this is spring for us). Lou and Gracie flew a kite on the beach, and then, Gracie and I gathered some shells. Rocky slept through most of it. It was beautiful to be out enjoying God's creation; I never get tired of looking at the ocean. I love that we live so close to it.
Thanks to all of you who are praying for my dad. We are still waiting for all the facts on his cancer. He did have a cat scan last week, and so far, it looks like the cancer hasn't spread. He'll have another more precise test tonight to find out for sure. He's also meeting with a surgeon this week to talk about taking the tumor out of his esophagus. In the meantime, he's having an increasingly difficult time eating because of the tumor; this is especially concerning since he's a diabetic. Please continue to pray as we wait to learn more. Praise the Lord for faithfully providing the medical help he's needed.
I'm grateful that God has given me Gracie and Rocky to keep me busy; otherwise, I might be tempted to dwell on all of this instead of trusting the Lord. They keep me laughing, too. Earlier today, Gracie dropped one of her toys on the floor, and it made a loud noise. So, I said, "Crash!" She thought this was funny, so she started throwing toys on the floor, yelling "Crash!" Poor Rocky didn't know what to make of all the noise.