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~~"You two need to take that child to a specialist. Just listen to him breathe!" Jeff's visiting grandfather waved his hands impatiently in the air. "You could hear him all over the church this morning!" "But Dad," I protested, "Jeff's pediatrician says he is improving steadily! In his first two years he has had such a slow start, battling staph and pneumonia!" Seeking shelter from this gathering storm, I talked faster. "Some months he couldn't digest enough food to gain more than a few ounces, so Dr. Joni gave him Nilevar and Incremin with iron to help him assimilate that food. She ordered x-rays to rule out cystic fibrosis because she does see Jeff's breathing is becoming noisier and noisier. She calls it a crow. Doesn't that look as if she's on top of things?" "She's a general practitioner! You need to take him to a specialist!" We were at a crossroads, trusting our doctor, yet respecting our parent's insight as well. After some anxious thought and prayer, we asked Dr. Joni to make an appointment for us with a specialist. Graciously, she sent us to another general practitioner with an ear, nose, and throat specialty. Lord God, You have promised! You said that when we acknowledge You, You will direct our paths. So...we are asking...seeking...and knocking. Thank You for your promise! Amen.
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