When I picked her up I immediately knew something was wrong. She wasn't holding her head up, she was disoriented, her breathing was labored and she was acting vey spastic. It was very traumatic to say the least. I honestly thought she wasn't going to make it. Mom and I were crying all the while we were trying to get ready for work. We decided to take her with us so Mom and Dad could drop me off at the vet. I cried on the way to the vet only to get there and have no one there, since it was still an hour and a half before they would open. I went to work and the whole time I was trying my best not to cry. I still thought she wasn't going to make it. I kept checking on her every half hour to my amazement she was steadily better. By the time I took her to the vet she was almost back to old self! I know it was God. Our vet told me that she thought it could have been because her blood sugar was low and that she had gotten to cold, sometimes kittens react that way when that happens.
I still am struggling with worry. I have to keep giving her to the Lord. This last month has been very hard for me at times. I know God gave us Sophie so we could have something to love on and receive love in return. While I was waiting this morning to take Sof I kept thinking, 'God why would you give us such a precious gift only to take her from me two and a half weeks later'? I know that God doesn't work that way. Hurtful things in life aren't God's "fault". Although he does allow us to walk through suffering he is always there to hold our hand and walk through it with us. Whether we take his help is another matter. I am so thankful that God chose to heal Sophie today. Too any of you who are hurting right now, know that Jesus loves you (even when we don't feel like it) and he is waiting for you to grab His hand.
Sophie was grabbing my hand tonight.
She loves her bottle. : )
Please continue to pray for her, since we aren't a 100% sure what happened to her.
~Tressa
