Fever

I just received a sms from Joanne. She is bringing Maeve to the hospital as she has fever. Please pray for Maeve's fever to subside and there will not be any complication.

Also pray for Joanne. She is really exhausted. Physically and emotionally.

Sore throat

"Thanks for praying last night. Maeve had fever off on the entire night and finally broke this morning. Now she is fine except throat hurts so refuse to eat and drink. Pray throat will heal supernaturally like the fever and she will drink."

Pray for a protection shield over Maeve

"Please pray for Maeve. Her throat hurts a lot so she does not want to eat or drink. She seems warm too, 37.7. Not fever yet. Monitoring her closely. Very afraid she caught an infection from Bernard or Paige".

homeschool!

Today was event-free, except for a few episodes of diarhoea. Thank God for that! So today we embarked on our first lesson with me as teacher. I'm a super flexible teacher, so I go by whatever Maeve wants to learn. She wanted to learn about the planets, so that's what we did. So we learnt about the sun, moon, planets, made the various planets and hung them on a hanger. Now, she's making planet cookies! tonight is a show and tell for her daddy where she'll educate him about the solar system. Tomorrow we continue the lesson, focusing on astronauts and zero gravity. that should be a lot of fun!

Relief

"Just came home. Got some medicine. Thank God !"

Back to hospital

"I am bringing Maeve back to the hospital because of diarrhea and tummy ache. Pray that it is a normal side effect and not a symptom of virus. Pray also for Bernard and Paige. Both are getting worst. Paige did not sleep for the whole night because of blocked nose"

My Warrior Princess

She's not even 4 yet, but she has endured 2 painful air enemas (no sedation or pain relief because of the danger of intestine perforation), one major abdominal surgery, IV lines coming out from left hand, right hand, left chest through her implanted port, lots of repeated blood tests, finger pricks, lumbar punctures...chemotherapy. after each tear has been shed, she smiles a ray of sunshine and dances to praise and worship songs. She reminds me that God has already healed her. She tells me she's not scared as God is with her. I am scared. I am scared witless. I am scared I might lose my little girl. She is my miracle baby, the one that almost didn't happen. What if God loaned her to me for a fleeting moment? Research shows that 85% of lymphoma patients recover. What about the 15%? So far, we keep falling into the minority percentage. We are the 3% chance that got cancer. I'm falling fast but grasping. reaching for a miracle. She tells me thousands are praying for her. I hope God hears the prayers of the faithful thousands.