Strength from the Lord

When I was a child I often thought about becoming a nurse.  Then the older I got the more I realized I really didn't handle viewing medical procedures all too well.  I've passed out at the sight of my own blood.  Had to turn away from seeing my child getting stitches.  Had zero desire to see my own children being born.  In a million years I never thought I would be able to take on the task of giving anyone, my child none the less, a shot.  But here we are.  Abbey began a medication this weekend that is administered in injection form.  We all learned how to do the injection, but Abbey hasn't built up the courage yet to give it to herself.  So each night mean old mom sticks her with a needle.  She is so brave and determined.  Please pray for her and pray for me that the Lord will continue to give me the strength to do this.  We have this medicine on a trial basis as our insurance has denied initial coverage.  The medicine is VERY EXPENSIVE and not something we can afford to do without coverage.  However, the mfg. of this medicine is providing it to us at no charge on a temporary basis.  We are hoping that Abbey will respond to the medication in a way that we can use it as leverage for the insurance company.  I think even harder than inflicting the pain of a needle on your child is the knowledge that your child would benefit from a medication that you can not provide for them.