Our Amazing Little Man

 As many of you know, we went to the hospital yesterday for Andrew's first "post cancer" MRI. My nerves were rattling, but this little boy amazed me yet again. As I dropped off his sister at my friend's house and brought the other two kids home to be with the other sitter, Andrew remained in his carseat waiting for Rick to come home to go with us to the hospital. I told him that he could get out and have some time to play before we left, but he refused saying he needed to get to the hospial for some waffles?? Where he got that idea is beyond me. Anyway, he sat patiently waiting for about 15 minutes and as soon as Rick came home he declared, "I am going to the hospital." Away we went on a beautiful spring day.

 We arrived in great time and headed for the clinic for Andrew's IV. Again, I was almost in tears just having to walk back in there, but Andrew ran into the elevator, pushing the buttons he knows and springing into his clinic room with his Superman bookbag on. He immediately asked for his snack and juice (which he usually gets, but not today because of the sedation). He said hi to the nurses and prepared for the next step. Two wonderful nurses came in and talked us through the IV. Andrew was lifted to Rick's lap and "searched" for a good vein. He glanced at the materials the nurse brought in and with tears in his eyes declared, "No shots." Although he was not excited in the least about this procedure, he sat PERFECTLY STILL and cooperative. The nurse even had to do two tries to find a good IV location, but Andrew was amazing. He just held his Dee-Dee (blanket), sucked his thumb, and waited. Me on the other hand had to close my eyes, take some deep breathes, and pray. As soon as the IV was in, Andrew hopped off the table ready to go showing off his new "tubie" in his hand. He was unphased by the whole thing and excited to go back on the elevator. I couldn't believe his "faith." He trusted us and knew we would all take care of him and he would be okay. I was the one that was having trouble. As soon as we entered the elevator, I could hardly hold myself together. Just the pain of the past months, the rumbling in my queezy stomach, and the little stick my little one had to get in his hand about did me in again.

 We made it to the MRI waiting room. Buzz and Woody in hand flying through space and Andrew still in high spirits. Familiar faces greeted us as we were called back and the rest is history. The whole procedure took only 45 minutes to scan his spine. Rick and I hardly had time to gulp some some subs before the phone was ringing telling us it was time to pick Andrew up. He came to with ease and made us laugh once again with his post sedatation humor in his loopy state. No problems. No fear. No complaints. Well one...."I am hungry because I need some food. Waffles?"

 We are so proud of our little man. We are so relieved that yesterday is over. We are so thankful to the wonderful doctors and nurses that take care of our sweet Andrew and help us all stay at ease. And we give praise once again to our God who chose to have mercy on our family once again. Thanks for your thoughts and prayers. We love you all.

  Here is a picture of the loves of my life.