Sickness in me.

I can't handle this anymore. It needs to be spring...no summer. It needs to be relief and happiness that stays. I can't handle watching my Gemma sick still or again. I don't even know. She just wants to sit and watch cartoons. Still drinking a little....eating a handful, barely. She just wants to sit. Randomly she will start to eat again and then has enough energy to play for a bit. Then back to sitting. She has that pale look that I hate. I can't stand it. I can feel her tummy bubbling. Is she even sick now. Her tummy is just messed up from being too sick I think. A morning of hope and back to the sit and suck her thumb. This morning not even hope yet. If it was just a week it would be better. She has been sick for a week and better for a few days, then sick again, for over a month. I have been having to overcome everyday. God has been faithful in every part of this. Now God, where is the end. I want to see her pink cheeks...her little legs running, and her little hands playing. God, heal her completely and bring blessing. I praise you because you are faithful God. I am sad and angered at this sickness though. Come.