Ehrlichiosis: Two Years Later

Two years ago today, Parker was admitted to the hospital with some sort of tickborne illness.  Our wonderful Superdoc thought it was Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever and began treating him aggressively.  (Thank goodness!)  Two more days later, Parker's counts were dropping to critical levels, so Superdoc, being the wonderful man he is, called Vanderbilt and said, "Now what?!?"  They said to get him there ASAP, so we went.  Parker and I rode in an ambulance, lights flashing and sirens blaring, to Vanderbilt Children's Hospital.  It was determined that Parker had Ehrlichiosis, a tickborne illness that is a lot like RMSF.  So, long story short, he made it through none the worse for wear.  He has no lasting damage at all.  So today this momma is thankful for her "Middle Little."

But today also I'm thinking about two other mommas.  You see, while Parker was at Vanderbilt, there were two other children there who also had Ehrlichiosis.  They didn't go home.  Two out of three children who were there died.  My baby was the only one who made it.  Now if that doesn't humble you and make you grateful to God, nothing does.

So thank You, God.  Without Your mercy and care, I would be mourning the loss of my precious boy, and instead, I'm relishing in all the sweet and silly things he does.  Help me to be a better mother.  Please draw all my little men close to You, God.  In the name of Jesus our Savior, Amen.