Marshall’s been awfully sick and things around here have been pretty tough.

But not nearly as tough as our little man.  He’s a champ – by all means the strongest, most resilient person I have ever met.   Despite his stregth, I am quite worrird.  his appetite has decreased significantly, he is sleepier and less energetic, and he has been through so much worse that I feel rather silly letting worry settle in. 

But I can’t not.  Whatever this lingering muck is won’t go away.  And he has a gi issue that’s got my maternal instincts flared. 

We see our pediatrician tomorrow.

In the meantime, we have to take Marshall for labs and a brain eeg. 

Please send good thoughts, big prayers, and high hope if possible…