Blessed

It sounds so scary, when you hear about a baby going to the hospital and you see pictures of an IV port in a tiny hand and an oxygen line in a tiny nose. We have been so blessed, though. We were blessed to catch the illness and see a doctor before family gatherings where other babies could be put at risk. We were blessed with a pediatrician who was available and able to see us only two days before Christmas. We were blessed with a nearby hospital with gentle and caring nurses. We were blessed that James could receive the care he needed that he couldn't get at home or in the doctor's office. We were blessed with the power of priesthood blessings and the comfort of faith. Throughout it all, I was never afraid. I knew James would be alright, he just needed a little help. Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers. They have all been appreciated.