I haven’t written much on Jessie’s condition since Monday morning because there’s really not much to write. She hasn’t done as well for the past couple of days as she did over the weekend. Yesterday she was extremely pale again with a few of the spotty stabbing headaches.
The headache could be from lying in her bed reading, get this, “The Professor and the Madman: A Tale of Murder, Insanity, and the Making of the Oxford English Dictionary”. Sounds like a page-turner, doesn’t it? Some of the things that they make you read in high school really could cause excruciating stabbing migraines. Don’t you think?
I’ve said this a thousand times already, but we head back to the cardiologist today. I don’t know why I get so excited when we go to the doctor. I guess that, as a mother, I continue to believe that each visit will bring SOMETHING that will bring us a cure. Not a very realistic thing to hold on to. But, alas, I am a mother. That is what we do best, realistic or not.
As an aside, I just received my morning text message. It’s from a 15 year old girl (friend of Jessie’s) in Virginia who has developed quite the following. She sends a bible verse every day and has done it faithfully for about two years. Anyway, as I write this post, I receive mine. Here it is:
“Faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.” Hebrews 11:1
Timely, don’t you think?
Have a wonderful day.