We headed back home for quiet time and I tried to locate some foam for Joel's wagon. My aunt (a physical therapist) suggested we get some foam and cut it to the shape of Joel's body to make the wagon more comfortable for him. The only problem is, the Foam Shop has closed. I called the man who reupholstered my kitchen chairs a few years ago. He remembered exactly who I was. I explained the situation and he told me to bring the wagon to his shop and he'd get something figured out. When I got there, he measured and cut a very thick piece of foam to fit the wagon exactly. I asked him how much I owed him and he refused any money. Foam is very expensive these days and I fully expected to pay quite a lot to get it, but God worked through that man to give me the foam I needed for my little boy.
My neighbor, Marge, who can sew anything, refashioned a pair of Joel's sweats. She delivered two leg covers today. These will work beautifully to keep his one exposed leg warm. Marge even made a loop with Velcro to accommodate the rod of the spica cast. Like I said, she can sew anything.
Now Daddy is heading down to the school yard with all of the kids to let them burn off some energy before bedtime. I plan on getting caught up on laundry and dishes. I haven't been as on top of these jobs as I usually am, but I'm not as anxious about it as I would have been a week ago. Even though this has been a difficult week, Matt and I are very aware things could be much worse. We're thankful to the Lord for His mercies which are new every morning.
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