Battles against terminal illness, anxiety, and life!


I tossed the bit of paper in my purse, gathered our belongings, and walked out of the room with a small sigh. Later in the day I pulled out the empty bottle, dirty bib, and the small slip of paper from the diaper bag. Like a leaf blowing in the Autumn breeze, it has since landed on every imaginable surface in our kitchen. Most recently it was found casually laying atop a pile of mail. Despite the lackluster respect shown to that small slip of paper, its significance cannot be overlooked. That small rectangle is Braden’s first prescription for a wheelchair.

More than just seasons are changing around here. Tomorrow we head to Birmingham for Braden’s triple endoscopy. A gastroenterologist, pulmonologist, and ENT will simultaneously scope him. It is going to be a very challenging few days ahead of us. I will post random pictures from our trip on this site as I am able. Braden thinks it’s fun to make funny faces for the camera. He also likes to have pictures taken of what is happening so that we may show it to him. Our little man knows what he is about to do. We make sure to be honest with him in terms he can understand. He has got to be one of the bravest people I know. *sigh* I just wish he didn’t have to be!


Comments on: "Seasons" (1)

  1. A child should never have to endure what this little man has had to.

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