I can be brave. I'm not scared.

HIDA scan - This morning started a little after six a.m. with me lying on a hard piece of plastic while a gamma camera was busy whirring over my abdomen reading the active or inactive state of my gallbladder as the radioactive tracer moved through my bloodstream into my liver, where it was taken up by the bile-producing cells. From then the tracer traveled with the bile from the liver into the gallbladder, after which moving through the ducts to the small intestine. I felt nothing. I heard nothing but the groans of the massive machine and the thoughts that kept me awake all night. All of that tossing and turning last night was for nothing but missed sleep as I lie there staring at the ceiling for an hour, praying God would give me some kind of answer as to what was going on in my gut. The procedure took an hour and a half and the last half hour the administrator injected something into my IV that made the gallbladder contact, noting that it may cause some abdominal cramping, but again I felt nothing. At the beginning of the procedure she told me to feel free to take a nap. I was really anxious so that was pretty hard, but that last half hour a peace washed over me and as I was about to slip into a blissful rest the beep of machine signaled the test was complete. I had just enough time to make it to my next doctor appointment, 45 minutes away.

Day 3 Creation, cut and paste skills

Sun painting with
color of the week

Learning shapes with the color of the week

Meanwhile back at the itty bitty household, Creed was having his homeschool lessons with a trusted friend. He practiced his cutting and pasting skills again today, while we wrapped up day three of creation. The color for this week is yellow. He painted a yellow sun and put together a yellow submarine made with shapes, accounting which shapes were which including the trapezoid, one I wouldn't be able to pick out from a pile of shapes myself. This, makes me smile. 

A few hours later I was surprised to receive a call from my doctor so soon. Normal. The radioactive tracer moved freely along with the bile from my liver into the gallbladder and small intestine. No problems were detected. Wonderful news. So then, what is the source of this pain? 

Long story short, I'm having a cat scan done tomorrow and would appreciate prayers. I don't know what's going on, but I do know who holds tomorrow and I know who holds my hand. My Father, however, knows exactly what's going on and I'm choosing to trust in him.

Beloved book from 2-Year-Old Curriculum

As I was putting Creed to bed we prayed as we do every night and sang the moon song, twinkle twinkle little star and the barnyard dance, which is a song we made up from the book, "Barnyard Dance," by Sandra Boynton. This little treasure is a book from the two-year-old curriculum and has long since been my absolute favorite. If you haven't read it, I definitely recommend sharing it with your littles. He added the ABC song and asked me to lay down with him, "just for a little bit. I'm scared." I talked about how mama and daddy prays like he prays to God. I reminded him how God was with him all the time and how mama was just down the hall. He said, "I can be brave. I'm not scared." - it's amazing how God moves every single day, in every situation. My husband reminded me of the story of David and Goliath that Creed asks for every night we read the toddler bible. David was awesomely brave. It's amazing what you find if you'll just start looking.

I can be brave. I'm not scared.