Pictures from Last Night

Daddy tries to calm his fears in the waiting room....

    
Poor little guy was in a lot of pain.....

In triage getting his vitals checked. He did great!

While we were getting registered, a sweet man from the waiting room bought a Sprite and cookies from the vending machine and brought them to us. He had seen Jameson crying earlier and thought it would make him feel better. He was right about that! : ) Umm, why didn't we think of this?!

Landon enjoyed hanging out in a new environment and the whole experience. LOL!

Mom was less then thrilled about being in this very "germy" place!

Finally, our number was called for the third time and we were in a room!
This was before it got very ugly.

I know this picture is terrible :( but I was trying to capture that scratch on camera. (His eye is squinted and it didn't work.) The doctor had just finished putting the glowing stuff in his eye and looking at it with the special light. It was not a pretty sight! :( Poor Daddy was the mean one holding him down. He ran to me for comfort afterwards. Today he is a very happy boy and back to "Jameson" again! He's even taking his eye drops like a pro so far! I'm making it fun and involving his stuffed animals in the process which he loves! His stuffed dogs have to get eye drops, too. I make them talk and that makes him laugh. :)

Last night when we pulled in our drive (or this morning, rather:) and I heard him awake and cry out in pain from the backseat, my heart was overwhelmed. I was "done" with my little boy being in pain. Five hours was too long to listen to my baby cry. I looked up toward God and cried out to him to please touch Jameson. ("When my heart is overwhelmed, lead me to the rock that is higher than I....") Anthony carried him into the house and laid him on the couch. Half alseep and confused, he rolled around saying, "Where are we? What's the doctor doing?" I told him he was home and I was there. I held him and sang "Jesus" (or "There's Just Some Thing About That Name") and "He Knows My Name" to him until he fell asleep. I'm so glad the Lord is a present help. He cares about the smallest things. I'm also thankful for the health of our children. On the way home, Anthony and I talked about this. A minor injury took it's toll on us and we realize how blessed we are, how much of a load other parents carry, and how thankful we should be while praying for those in much more serious situations! 

I didn't aim to type all of that but it came any way! :)

Michelle