My poor little Jennabean is still sick. It’s been a long couple of weeks as she’s coughed and coughed herself through every day. We have been to Urgent Care once and the doctor several times. Finally today (on doctors advice) we headed into the Children’s Hospital for them to have a look at her.

She’s fine… I mean she’s not fine in the sense that she can’t stop coughing… but besides that she is fine. She’s not in distress, there’s nothing it seems to worry about except this cough. This darn cough that is constant from the moment she gets up until she goes to sleep. It’s non stop fits of coughing that are exhausting just to listen to, forget be the poor little body shaking them out.

I am so thankful that she is ok, I feel helpless, but it is comforting to know that she just needs to cough it out and then she will be herself again. It’s frustrating that there is no magic wand we can wave and cure it immediately.

In the midst of all of this I have been so thankful for the healing hands she has had on her side. We just got a family doctor a couple of weeks before she got sick, thank goodness for that. Right from the moment I met our doctor I had a lot of confidence in her, she’s exactly the kind of family doctor I wanted for us.  Not only have we had these people dedicated to trying to help ease her discomfort, but because she got sick in Alberta, I don’t have to stress about payment every time we go see the doctor. I can’t even begin to describe the relief I feel at the fact that I can take her in to be helped without having to be concerned about the cost of the visit.

On our drive home it was snowing. I used to be a very comfortable winter driver, after a few years of living in the South I’m not quite as much anymore. The fact that it was dark made it that much worse. Fortunately it’s a road I know well and in no time at all we were safely pulling into the front of our house.

As Jenna opened her door she turned and looked at me and said this is the first snowfall this year that  I have been awake for. I haven’t had a snowflake on my tongue yet this year. And with that got out of the car, tilted her head back, opened her mouth and caught a snowflake on her tongue. My happiness moment – even when she’s been feeling so crappy, she still knows how to seek enjoyment in the small things in life. I love this kid.