Yesterday about 8:45 PM Kellie called to tell me that Sydney was spiking a fever and she was going to take him to the ER. I asked if Sydney wanted Grandma there. She asked and he did; so 20 minutes later Missie (my bassett hound) and I were on our way to the ER. I thought about all the times we have been with Sydney in the ER. Some were for accidents that needed stitches and quite a few for these high fevers in the middle of the night. I also thought about the committment Kellie and I have made to get to the bottom of these fevers. I knew the only way is to keep taking him in. We had God with us last night.
Kellie debated about which ER to go to: Prescott or Prescott Valley. She decided on PV which is a little closer to me. We both got there at the same time. It was way over crowed and we had to wait which made the decision look iffy. But we got the best doctor and the best x-ray technician. To my ear Sydney's cough did not sound that bad but when the doctor listened to Sydney's lungs he heard something and ordered an x-ray. Kellie and I thought they would take the x-ray with Sydney lying down but no the technician said that Sydney was a big boy. He had Sydney stand on a step stool in front of the x-ray machine and stand real still. Don't move, he said. Sydney moved once and one had to be redone but other than that he did it perfectly. Then he took Sydney on his lap and let Sydney look at his own pictures. I was so proud of Sydney.
All this time Sydney had said that Grandma needed to stay. He even mentioned that his mama could go but not Grandma. The doctor came in and said it could be his immagination but he saw a spot on Sydney's lung and Sydney has pneumonia. Now Sydney was ready to leave and said Grandma could go. He trusted all of us that we would get him well so he could to do his job: play and enjoy life.
I thought about our commitment to figure out what was causing these fevers and I think we have it pneumonia. Now we will be on the lookout. My friend Evelyn said that one of her daughters had walking pneumonia every year followed by anemia from the time she was four until she was a teen ager. God was with us.
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- My name is Suzanne Osborne Halliday. I am a mother of five sons: Michael, Edward, Stephen, Bruce and Daniel. I have a beloved step daughter: Lisa. I am the grandmother of seven grandsons: Anthony, Joshua, Aaron, Tyler, Mattie, Sydney, Zachary, and three grand daughters: Bella, Gali and Alycia. I was born in Wichita, Kansas in 1942 to Harvey Osborne and Joyce White. When I was nine years old my parents moved to Peridot, Arizona, a village on the San Carlos Apache Indian Reservation where my father had bought a trading post. It was not long after this that I was first introduced to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. A family down the road invited me to attend Primary. It was held in the back of the Weech's Trading Post in San Carlos. This was where I learned that I because of Jesus Christ I could return to live with my Heavenly Father again one day. Three years later my heart was touched by a Joseph Smith pamphlet I found in my brother Stevie's lunch pail. I joined the church 13 May 1961 when I was 19 years old. This decision has greatly changed my life.
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