Update On Our Granddaughter

On February 13th Alyssa was admitted

to the hospital in Chattanooga Tenn.

She was so sick. We were there 8 days.

They tried to force her body to accept

pedialyte through the feeding tube but she couldn't do it.

There was pain that I cannot describe.

Bless her heart.

The closest thing to Brother telling his sister goodbye.

He doesn't understand but tries to act cool.

You are seeing pictures after her Mom had them take her off

all the drugs that were keeping her drugged up.

Although her Mom didn't want her to be in pain,

she wanted her to be aware of what was going on

to help us understand what all needed to be done.

This was the worst night to me.

They called me to come up there about midnight.

I hadn't been gone long.

By the time I got there, things had calmed down.

But it was a hard hard night.

I cannot describe with words what I walked in to see.

You probably remember Maranda, (Big Sis).

She's actually her aunt but Alyssa loves her like a Mom.

They are so close.

Long story short, her Mom and dad insisted on transferring

Alyssa to another hospital.

They had done their research and

determined that Cincinnati Children's Hospital

would be the best for Alyssa.

This is Alyssa's dad hugging me bye that night.

I was so sad to see them go but it's been the best thing for Alyssa.

We had been through a hard 8 days together.

There's honestly too much to tell.

It was indescribable.

This is "Sweet Teen" telling her sissy goodbye.

Aren't they sweet?

And here I am getting some love before she goes to Cincinatti.

So after being up night and day we knew that her Mom & Dad

could not drive. It was a 5 1/2 hour drive.

My "Sister In love" called and said

she was praying and she heard the

word flight. We had not thought of that,

so my daughter said she would

call and check flights.

Our Sister in Love said, "Let me make a couple of phone calls."

Next thing we knew there was a

private jet waiting to take them

to Cincinnati.

I will be honest. I looked for God that week in Chattanooga hospital.

I couldn't see HIM. I couldn't feel him.

Our daughter was asking...."Why?"

We all were.

But when this answer to prayer when the jet came through,

I saw God in a big way!

HE let me know everything was going to work out.

I knew HE had been there the whole time.

I have often heard it preached

about feeling like HE was not there

but I have never experienced it.

Now I know how that feels.

Right now, Alyssa is still in Cincinnati

but things are really looking up as

of today.

So far, we cannot say enough

about Cincinnati Childrens Hospital.

We are waiting on our miracle.

Keep praying.

If you would like to read her story....

click HERE!