Over and Over

My youngest son went to the hospital a few days ago, because of his sickle cell crisis. He has the disease. Sickle cell beta plus thalassemia is an inherited, milder form of sickle cell disease in which the body produces some normal hemoglobin (HbA) alongside sickle hemoglobin (HbS). Well, he wants to come home and spend time with his family.

Sometimes I feel I'm helpless when it comes to my son's pain when he suffers from pain. I'm suffering as well. I'm disabled I'm in a wheelchair. It feels like I have a big disadvantage because I'm in a wheelchair. Looking at him in pain telling him I wish I could do more. God tests us over and over and over with the same thing to see if we will understand what he’s showing us. As we continue to ask him the same question why, why, why. We took him to a hospital where he normally doesn't go. I wanted him to go to the hospital where he usually goes where his sickle cell doctor is. He was in too much we took him to the closest hospital. He's been there before where they don't give him the right medications he needs.