It really isn't any fun when one of the kids is sick, especially when they get really sick. That is always something I struggle with, living in Niger. Sure, I know kids get sick where ever it is that they live, but that doesn't make it any less scary...
Last night and this morning, Tori was one very sick little girl. She is doing much better tonight, as we've been able to get the necessary medications into her little body - we are treating her for malaria and typhoid.
And right now, we are so thankful:
- For adequate medical care available 24/7 less than a 10 minute drive from our house.
- A doctor who knows our family, cares about our children and does the best she can with what she has to work with.
- The rest of our gang, who is genuinely concerned when one of their siblings does get sick and who do a great job, pitching in to help whenever and where ever it is needed.
- Friends and family we can call and/or write - who pray faithfully and fervently for our kids when they are sick.
- For our sweet, stubborn and headstrong, determined, and very often just plain 'ole ornery Victoria! Tim says of all the kids, Tori is the most like her mama. Most of the time... that just drives me crazy! However, throughout the day today, as I watched how hard she worked to start "getting better," I'm in awe of who this little one is becoming, and I am thanking God for this wonderful little masterpiece He has loaned us for a time named Victoria.