Friday, November 27, 2009


Some people don't get into the whole turkey for 4 days straight. Some people would rather be at home for the holidays than to travel to what used to be home. Some prefer to avoid traditions, but not me. I've always been a sentimentalist.. I LOVE the smell of food cooking; of waking up knowing that today we get to eat on fancier dishes, have more than our normal square meal, enjoy more than one dessert, laugh louder and listen longer than usual. I love fireplaces (though they irritate the heck out of my sinuses), i love scarfs and football and leaves and casseroles. I love seeing people that you only see once a year and tasting foods that have yummy ingredients like cranberries or marshmallows. 
THIS YEAR, our poor Brennan.. He cried through his Thanksgiving feast at Mother's Day Out, left without eating a bite, and fell asleep on the 3 minute drive home. When he awoke from a 3 hour nap his temp was 103.1. I called his pediatrician and he said there was nothing to do-just rotate the Tylenol/Motrin but that's it. I wanted a second opinion so i called our GP. He looked at him and though he couldn't find anything (ear/throat etc) he called in a prescription of azithromiacin. We went ahead and put him to bed and Ben went to get the medicine for morning. The next morning we gave him the med, packed and left for Alabama (Ben's family in Muscle Shoals-we celebrated early with my family). By Chattanooga we realized it was a bad idea and decided to turn around. That night we had our normal bedtime routine and Brennan started acting funny-jerky movements, fighting the routine, got worse and worse. Soon he was acting like he was out of his mind, thrusting himself at you or other objects then screaming, squirming..he seemed to be gripped with fear. We had never seen him act like this! It was quiet scary & frustrating. We called his pediatricians office and spoke with a triage nurse. She said to head to the ER. So we did. After about 2-3 hours of Brennan not going to anyone but me, having these fierce fits, not using any words or sign language, acting insane. (no really)We got in the car and he started speaking words..asking for "E I O" So...long story short-[ i could keep you up til 2am with the us, but i will spare you] I got online after no one could figure out what it was and it had all the symptoms of  anaphylaxis. (click to learn more)
Its a severe reaction to histamines (antibiotics, bee stings etc..) BOO!! So no more of that medicine for Big Guy and now he is just fine..But needless to say, i did not get my fill of turkey and dressing. However, the Simmons (thank you once again Dear Jesus) invited us to share in their thanksgiving leftovers. So we headed to Teliquah Falls to a beautiful cabin and after a fun photo shoot (click to see pics)  we enjoyed some of my favorite foods before little Brennan had had enough and we returned home (a 45 min drive). 
As i reflected on this season of my life and felt a teeny bit sorry for myself i read the following passage and it SO encouraged me:
1 peter 2:21-25This is the kind of life you've been invited into, the kind of life Christ lived. He suffered everything that came his way so you would know that it could be done, and also know how to do it, step-by-step. 
He never did one thing wrong,  Not once said anything amiss.
They called him every name in the book and he said nothing back. He suffered in silence, content to let God set things right. He used his servant body to carry our sins to the Cross so we could be rid of sin, free to live the right way. His wounds became your healing...
Through thick and thin, keep your hearts at attention, in adoration before Christ, your Master... It's better to suffer for doing good, if that's what God wants, than to be punished for doing bad. That's what Christ did definitively: suffered because of others' sins, the Righteous One for the unrighteous ones. He went through it all—was put to death and then made alive—to bring us to God.
hmmm..i don't know suffering do i?