Give it to God

Nicole gave us a little scare recently.  She had a cough that went on for months and months and the doctor had her do a breathing test to see if she had asthma.  Supposedly, the results showed that she didn't have very good lung capacity and we were sent to a pediatric pulmonologist to see what's going on.  After a detailed history, the pulmonologist said she really wasn't concerned.  The cough has finally gone away on it's own and her other symptoms are mild enough that she thinks it isn't anything serious.  Nicole did the same breathing test they did in Cottonwood and it was perfectly normal.  She did a treadmill test, just to be sure, and everything was fine.  We still don't know what (if anything) is going on, but the specialist didn't seem worried, so I'm good with that.

But, let's be honest here.  When your doctor calls and says your daughter's lung functions are way below where they should be for a person her age and body condition, you go into worried mom mode.  And then, if you're me, you Google what it could mean.  I Google everything.  It's my M.O.  If I'm curious about something, or don't know the answer, I Google it.

I no longer recommend Googling things about your child's health that may or may not be serious.  I spent about five minutes looking then quickly closed my laptop and tried to pretend I wasn't scared.  But I was.  The damage was done.  The possibilities were terrifying.  Even when you know that odds are good there's nothing wrong, it's hard not to focus on that slim possibility that the odds aren't in your favor this time.  Needless to say, I spent the following 6 weeks before our appointment trying to put it out of my mind.  It was a great practice in giving my worries to God.  Not something I'm very good at, so it was good for me.  Terrifying, and also good for me.

And on the drive home, we saw this gorgeous, huge, right-in-your-face rainbow.  I think it was the brightest, closest rainbow I've ever seen.  (This picture does not do it justice.)  It looked like we could go find a pot of gold over that next hill.  It was like a beautiful sign from God that he is with us in everything.  The scary things, the happy things, the relief when you find out it's all okay.  God is there.  God is good.  And I am grateful.