Henry was born in February of 2011. He was a healthy little boy and we were thrilled. Our days were spent falling in love with the newest addition to our family. On the fourth of July that same year, Henry began to get a rash. A few days later the fever came. After many trips to the emergency room, and no luck getting the fever to go down, we were admitted to the hospital. There are few things scarier than having doctors tell you they do not know what is wrong with your five-month-old son. After numerous tests, treatments, consultations with specialists, and our hospital stays, at two different hospitals, the six-week mark of fever and rash occurred. After this milestone, and a bit of swelling in his joints, Henry was diagnosed with JRA.
Henry has been incredibly blessed with the care that he received. He was in the hands of wonderful doctors and nurses; and he still is. We have the best doctors, who take fabulous care of Henry. We are still figuring out which dosage of medicine will work the best for him, but he has been doing incredibly well. He runs, climbs, kicks balls, chases the dog, and everything else we were afraid he might never do because of his pain.