Shadows crept across the wall as I stared across the room at
the deepening darkness. The blue glow from the television soon became the only
light in the room. Turning from the window, I again took in his small, cherubic
face.
“How can this be happening?” I muttered.
His attention remained focused on the movie, unaware of my
inner turmoil. The routine doctor’s appointment turned into an all day
nightmare as the doctors determined my son’s illness was due to Stage Four
Kidney Disease.
The door creaked open as the medical staff entered once
again. “Are you ready?”
Tears pricked my eyes as I shook my head. “I don’t think we’ll
ever be ready. Let’s get this over with though.”
The men nodded in understanding as the procedure began. My
son’s pleadings wrenched at my heart as he begged to be left alone, to go home.
The proverbial dam broke as the tears flowed freely down my cheeks. I couldn’t
make this hurt go away for him; I couldn’t take away his pain. My boy struggled
until the medicine took effect.
My prayers flowed heavenward just as the medicine coursed
through his tiny veins. Please help us
overcome this trial.
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