I brought His Majesty (Connor said they treated him like a king in the hospital) home this afternoon... we managed to catch the last half of the preacher's sermon this morning, and everyone fussed over him at church... I'm beat from trying to sleep on the worst mattress I've ever tried to sleep on in my entire life, but I'll get over it. Connor is fine... thanks to everyone for the prayers. Every time I go to the hospital, I find out how good I have it at home... healthy kids for the most part, and a loving wife waiting for me here.... lots of little kids were left ALONE in the hospital with no family there to look after or comfort them. It broke my heart to see some of the sick kids... One little girl had something called SMA (Spinal Muscular Atrophy) and she's a terminal case... just 2 1/2 years old, and as sweet as honey. Her name is Isis, and I'd ask you all to pray for her momma, as she is having a hard time... We talked a couple of times, as parents will when they have the commonality of kids in the hospital at the same time, and the ordeal the family has suffered through is more than I care to think about... God has truly blessed me with my family, and it's times like these that the length and breadth of just how huge the blessings are, is made plain for me to see....
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