Don’t get me wrong, I love being a Daddy and I love my daughter. But being a Daddy last night was terrifying!

On our pediatrician’s orders we took our 5-week old daughter to the ER at the Children’s Hospital. She had not eaten most of the day, had spit up what she had eaten, and was somewhat listless. So we waited until we eventually were told by the pediatrician on call at the hospital that they wanted to run some tests on her blood and urine. *GULP*

An hour or so later, two nurses came in to take some her urine and blood.

  • Urine taking - uncomfortable, but everyone was okay
  • Blood taking - total and complete nightmare

Because she was dehydrated, the nurses could not find a vein. It was like watching some being tortured. They would stick a needle into her little leg or arm and dig around looking for it while my poor little daughter screamed bloody murder. It was heart-wrenching and I never want to go through that again. But I know that there will be times in the future where she will be sick and she will be in pain. And I will have to be strong.

Lord, make me strong…

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