Need your prayers again...

I have to apologize once again for not providing an update sooner - my brain has been in recovery and hibernation mode I think.  I also didn't want to put away the suitcase, go to the grocery store or unpack the last couple bags after our stay - I know that sounds so silly, but my mind is in the habit of going there.  I procrastinated on those last three items until yesterday (and strangely enough, as I walked through the grocery story I thought more than once about turning around and walking out without the groceries - now I have a fridge full of food to consider how to keep fresh!).   Maybe God was preparing us...

We took Peyton back to the hospital last night with severe stomach cramps - he was screaming and yelling and nothing we were doing helped.  After 2 hours of that and the agony of watching him helplessly we decided it was off to the hospital again, against his wishes.  He was ready to stop complaining (how - I don't know... he was in too much pain!) just so he wouldn't have to go back.  Anyway, after an X-Ray and examinations, and after being sick to his stomach for all the wee hours this morning the doctors determined he has another partial bowel obstruction.  It is not severe yet and it was a blessing that we went in when we did, before it could become a significant problem that could require surgery.  He has an NG tube in for the purpose of draining his tummy to provide bowel rest so hopefully the obstruction can work itself out.  They are 99% sure it is due to the plasticity of the scar tissue, and that there are some adhesions related to the scar tissue that are causing the problem.  Our prayer is that the obstructions (multiple spots from appearance of X-Ray this a.m.) will work themselves out quickly and without surgery.  

Peyton looks much better this afternoon than he did this morning, so we are hopeful that he is going to recover without surgery, but please uphold him in your prayers.  He was so discouraged last night when he started to go through this again - you would think you were looking at a little adult if you could have seen him.  The reactions to the pain were more reactions of frustration and pleading than that of just the pain last night.  He is still so brave though - he quickly reminded me as he pulled off something related to a bandaid for the all too common bloodwork this morning that he is brave and can take care of it himself so I know his fighting spirit is still there.  I just don't like to see him downtrodden of spirit.  He won't stay down for long I'm sure, but I think we will forever have a piece of an wizened old man in the little boy we are borrowing from God.

No promises on the next update, then I won't feel like I am letting myself down - but I will inevitably feel the call of the keyboard in the near future.  Thank you for continuing to support our family in following our story!