As many of you know, little Cole had surgery for pyloric stenosis when he was 6 weeks old. Slowly but surely the symptoms are reappearing as of late. After many (and I mean many) doctors visits and speciality referrals, we have found ourselves admitted at the OU Children's Hospital.
For the past two days, his group of doctors have gone back and forth over a diagnosis and a course of treatment. After further testing today, the leading diagnoses have been a little extinguished. Although they are far from giving up on finding answers, it's becoming wearisome an tiring for my husband and myself.
As I sit in my baby's hospital room, yet again, I become teary-eyed as I know there are answers with time, yet my patience wants them now. His team of doctors have been incredible. They have done so much research solely for him and his particular case. They aren't dismissing anything until there are no doubts left.
I know our Lord has Cole firmly in His hands as, despite the persistent vomiting, Cole continues to grow and develope. In fact, he's a little butter ball these days. THANK YOU, JESUS!!! Although this brings a new spin to all the diagnoses in the doctors minds, I don't find it odd at all. My Savior is capable of ANYTHING. And my baby is living proof. No one can change my mind on that.
I'm asking you all for prayers. Prayers for my sweet baby Cole. That he will be comfortable and keep the sweet smile that he so eagerly greets his doctors with (mostly. Ha!). Prayers for his medical team that their eyes would be opened to what is happening in his little body. Prayers that their course of treatment would lead to a permanently solution. Prayers that my husband and I will have wisdom, patience, and strength as we wait, wait, and wait some more. Prayers that my little mommy heart will be able to settle down and rest. Prayers that my sweet little boy will be back home soon giggling and laughing in his own bed and be feeling much better.
