Tests went well today. . I guess. Clayton, who was wearing his Under Armor "All I do is Win" Shirt, didn't cry once. He was an amazingly brave boy who did exactly what he was asked to do. We were able to be with him. It's so scary looking up at those screens, seeing images and wondering what the technician is thinking.... being so afraid to look into her face because you're afraid of her reaction. It's a nightmare!
I'm for sure that regardless of what road leads us to Clayton's full health, I will NEVER be the same again. Life looks different already. I am forever changed and I just need to embrace that God had these moments on His mind long ago. I'm not sure why he allows His faithful children to have suffering and hurt or why he wants a precious little boy to be poked and proded, but somehow I know He is here.
I had an amazing picture in my head yesterday in just a moment of peace that I had. It just suddenly showed up in my mind. It was Clayton laying on his side innocently sleeping. His "sick" ear was facing up. A gorgeous sparkling white spirit.. almost like an angel was leaning down whispering in his ear. Then as it was whispering to Clayton, it took an enormous inhale and then a beautiful exhale right in his ear. As if to remove the sickness and replace with perfect. I am believing that picture. The Holy Spirit is standing next to my baby and whispering health in his body. By the Way, Clayton heard me whisper in his sick ear today, several times. HE HEARD ME!
Please continue to pray as we wait for the scans to be read and calls to be made. Everytime the phone rings, my heart just falls to my stomach. Chad is taking all doctor calls because I just am unable to do it at this time. We head back tomorrow at 7:00am for an MRI. Please Lord... Heal our Son...