I came home from work today and found Mike in bed, asleep, and having a difficult time getting up. His fever was gone, but he was extremely weak. He didn't even have the strength later in the evening to hold his grandson. Ethan and his parents had visited, and Ethan wanted "Papaw" to pick him up to go "drum." Mike didn't have any energy. So I carried Ethan over to the studio, and Mike watched Ethan drum seated in his daddy and mommy's lap. For Mike not to carry Ethan, or sit with him to drum, gives you an idea of how Mike is feeling. The effects of these treatments discourage Mike easily, so this is an area he could especially use your prayers.

We never did hear anything back on the labs taken yesterday, so unless they plan to give us that information on Tuesday morning, we're hoping everything is well within the limits necessary to continue with treatment.

Our son-in-law, Zac, will be giving us a hand tomorrow in trimming back our trees along the driveway. The trees have really become overgrown the last two years. I've never operated a chainsaw...and may look a little scary trying to figure one out. So we might seat Mike in a lawn chair, safely to the side, to help give Zac and I a little direction. You might remember us in prayer concerning this project. :)

"Rejoice in hope; be patient in affliction; be persistent in prayer." Romans 12:12