Before i give an update on the situation with my two ‘main men’, may i please firstly express my sincere gratitude to all who have offered words of encouragement, to all who are praying for me and my loved ones, for the wonderful Fr. Peter Edwards who will be will be remembering us this evening at First Vespers of the Sacred Heart ( At the moment I worship at a Sacred Heart Catholic Church where the parish priest is also a Fr. Peter ….so how about that!)…and grateful thanks to Phil of Carpe Canem for imploring his blog visitors to pray for my intentions.

I am fortunate indeed to have such compassionate and prayerful friends.

First I must tell you the GOOD news.

We picked Mum and Dad up at 7.30 am to take them to the hospital for Dad’s cataract surgery. Me and the kids then went off to a nearby town centre so we could have breakfast , thinking that by about 10.30 Dad’s surgery might have taken place. However, no sooner had we sat down to eat shortly after 8am than mum phoned (thank you Lord for mobile phones!) and she said that rather than Dad being the only one to be seen at 8am there were 6 other people there waiting to have the very same surgery ….and that rather than returning to the hospital after brekkie, we should go home and wait for a call.

At 12 noon mum phoned to say the surgery had taken place and that it seemed to have gone well and that i could, shortly afterwards, collect them if that was okay.

We’ll know for sure the success of the operation tomorrow morning when Dad removes the eyepatch, but it is all looking rather good at the moment! He still has one cataract to be removed from his other eye, but that won’t be for a few months yet and the one removed today was far denser and larger.

Thanks so much for your prayers, I am convinced they helped everything go so smoothly.

And Alas, the Not so Good News

As regular readers will know, we’ve waited an agonising month for Wonderboy to finally have more blood tests done to confirm or negate that he has a blood abnormality and iron deficiency that had showed up in his first blood results.

The original blood tests were actually accidental in as much as Dr. T wasn’t suspecting anything other than a possibly slightly out of kilter iron study….it was a surprise to me to get a blood test done on Wonderboy at all as we had only gone to check out a sudden lump that had appeared on my sons head (which has since disappeared).

Dr. T was new to us, she was on short term work in the area and we found her very ‘on the ball’ and thorough from the get-go…this has not been our usual experience with doctors at the local surgery and so it made a refreshing change!

Here is more info on the story of Wonderboy’s recent health problems over the last 6 weeks or so for those who are new to the blog or to Wonderboy’s story thus far.

Wonderboy’s Lump Discovery

Initial visit to see a nurse practitioner

The Doctor visit

First indication that there may be a blood abnormality and iron deficiency

Second set of Bloods are Tested

This weeks Post it Prayer Request

and now we’re bang up to date I’ll continue….

Today we went to Dr. T for the results of the second set of blood tests.

She said that the results confirmed that Wonderboy has not only a ‘very low iron level’ and that this is unusual, but that more worryingly, his red blood cell count is still abnormal.

This was not what we wanted to hear.

Dr. T said that she would write a letter to the specialist this very afternoon to request an appointment for Wonderboy and when I asked how long it would take to get an appointment she said that it should be ‘very soon’.

She also added that it is a very good thing that we have found this problem fairly early on in Wonderboy’s life and that it didn’t go on unnoticed, though when I pressed her as to why that might be (ie; i was trying to guage the seriousness of this blood disorder!) she was unable to answer (Perhaps because she does not know, or does not want to cause us further anxiety).

We are not embracing this news.

Wonderboy will now be referred to a specialist and I do not know what life will hold for us. Truth be told, I had almost convinced myself that he’d been given the wrong test results the first time around.

I want to know what the blood disorder is and how it will affect my son, I want to know if he was born with it or if he contracted it at some point in his life, I want to know of the long term effects on my son’s life…will he live an otherwise healthy life?…..but now there is yet more waiting to be done.

In the meantime i have letters to write…especially to his head of year at school….Wonderboy has been through so much since he started high school….after years of being the victim of bullying throughout primary school, he was bullied rather severely through his whole first year of High School and this second year his teachers seemed to have been the bulys instead….they have told him he is lazy, dim etc.

Well, maybe now at last we may have a reason for him never being able to concentrate, for his lack of attention etc..the doctor actually said that the symptoms he has are actually what would be expected with someone with a very low iron level…and that it could all be related to the blood disorder too, related to him having too many red blood cells.

I don’t want him to be ill.

God knows that I have begged Him on my hands and knees to remove any illness from my son and to give it to me instead…

Wonderboy has taken the news quite badly.

He said all he ever wanted was to be ‘normal’ but that it just never seems like he’s going to get ‘normal’.

I told him that normal is just a word.

From aged 2 years till he was about 8 years we attended hospital regularly about his asthma….he was never able to participate in too much sports with other kids and even though he’s a strapping young lad, he is regularly in need of his asthma meds and this does affect things he does to a certain extent.

Because he used to be less active, he was unable to lose the usual puppy fat that kids get as they develop…he was never fat, but the other kids picked on him and said he was a wimp, a weakling, a fattie etc…so he started acting up a bit to show he was not feeble, trying to defend himself in fights….even when he ended up on the floor being kicked by lads who left him hurt and alone.

He has mentoring help at the moment at school because so often in this second year of high school…rather than teenagers bulling him he has seen more and more of the lack of understanding and tolerance from his teachers who have complained incessantly that though he is a lovely boy he doesn’t work very hard and never seems to listen or absorb what they are saying.

And just when we thought we were tackling all these problems at long last, this comes and knocks him down again.

Oh Lord, in your Mercy help us!

Now about Dr. T…Something i wanted to share with you is that I am convinced that any other Doctor at that surgery would have put Wonderboys symptoms of being tired, irritable, feeling low etc…just down to puberty.

But not Dr. T.

Dr. T was on her first day at the doctors surgery on the very first day she saw my son…..she pushed for the blood tests and picked up on everything, suspecting an underlying problem all the while….she was actually interested in Wonderboy and she was very thorough and very compassionate the whole time….well today when we saw her again, she told us that tommorrow she leaves to return to her home and her usual workplace in Manchester…..it is with sadness we will see her go….but in thanksgiving that we have seen on her first day of work at our surgery when we first went in with the head lump and through all Wonderboys tests and now we also see her on her penultimate day of work.

I thanked her most sincerely for having picked up on Wonderboy’s symptoms and for having the foresight to send Wonderboy for blood tests….then she looked at me and Wonderboy and put her hands together and said

“It was meant to be….it was meant to be that I was here at this time for you…I do believe that”

Oh thank you God for such wonderfully dedicated and compassionate doctors!

I pray that the specialist is as thorough.

Please, of your charity, continue to pray.