They say that admitting you have a problem is the first step to overcoming that problem.
...My oldest son Connor has asthma and he had a pretty bad flare up this past week because of a cold he got over the weekend. There is nothing more humbling then laying next to your child, listening to him breath and just waiting for him to wake up with another coughing attack.
He was diagnosed with asthma when he was just over 1 year old. I don't have asthma, Ryan doesn't have asthma, so how did our son get it ? Well apparently just about everyone else in our family does. And because I don't have it, it is hard to understand what it is doing to him when he gets sick.
From being up with him all night to waiting in a hospital room the next day and an appointment with his pediatrician the day after that I have come to this conclusion...My son has asthma and I have been ignoring that fact for the last 2 years.
The word denial keeps coming up in my mind. What do I need to learn from this? I am learning that just walking over the problem doesn't clean it up. That I need to embrace the solution instead of fighting it and thinking the problem can fix itself. And I am not just talking about Connor's medicine. What other areas of my life need to be as eye opening as Connor's asthma attack before I get it, before I make the right changes?
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Happy Belated Anniversary! Hope it was awesome!
Jo, I'm so sorry to hear about poor Connor. One of my friend's sons also had it in his younger years and I remember the trial it was to her watching Him suffer. I will pray for you both. I know the Lord will take care of you.
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