MRI

 

Sometimes parenting is hard.  I mean, really hard.  There's nothing that hurts worse than when my kid is going through something and I can't make it better.  

I'm still very thankful for a loving God who is walking us through this and to the medical staff and medicines that are there to help.

My son has been battling with migraines for a long time.  After receiving a second opinion from another doctor it's good to know we are possibly getting somewhere, or at least trying.   Right now I'm in the waiting room while he gets an MRI.  I feel so bad for him having to go through this.  I'm not sure if this will give us answers but maybe it will be just one more thing we can rule out.  

He deals with anxiety and sensory issues but I don't know that's what is triggering the migraines or if he just gets himself worked up knowing that the noise around him could cause a headache to start.  The next step would be to get him to cognitive therapy to help him learn how to go through these obstacles.   

I'm sitting in the waiting room feeling anxious, myself.  It's upsetting knowing what he's dealing with right now.  I wish I was able to hold him through it.  I also wish I could take all of this from him.  

We are walking through a deep valley right now and I'd love if you could say a prayer for my sweet Matthew.