As I reflect back on this month, I'm realizing that it was a strangely appropriate Lenten experience. It was one of waiting and worrying and wanting desperately to hope (but not being very good at it).
At David's 2 year old doctor's visit, he was labeled as "failure to thrive" based on his height and weight growth. In these last 4 weeks, we've had his blood taken, his stool analyzed and just yesterday, even his sweat tested (for cystic fibrosis).
All of it was awful...the tests themselves (for David, for us), the waiting for the test results and the worrying about the "what ifs".
All the tests thus far have come back "normal". Praise God. I cling to Easter hope and promise.
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