Mike has begun having trouble digesting his food. We don't know if this is connected to the new treatments, or a new development with his liver problems, but whatever it is, Mike has been extremely uncomfortable.

When I came home from church today, he had just eaten a plain bagel, and developed terrible indigestion. He tried Gas X, Rolaids, Prilosec (which he is prescribed to take), and even tried Miracle Mouthwash, being there is Mylanta in it. Nothing has helped ease his discomfort or the pressure. Sometimes the indigestion is accompanied by hiccups...which makes the whole ordeal very miserable for Mike. I decided to bag his drain, in hopes that maybe that would relieve something. There was a good amount of blood at first, then it stopped draining altogether. I don't know what to think about that. I'm going to leave the bag on, just to see if we're able to get anything more. We will likely call the oncologist in the morning to see what he thinks.

Mike is at his wits end, understandably, and I'm trying to navigate my way through this with him, without his losing patience with me.

I praise God there is no fever, no jaundice (that I can visibly see), and no nausea. I praise God that we have insurance and I have a job now. I praise God that He is keeping His hand on Mike, the children, and I, even though bad days try to keep us upside down. I praise God for friendship, family and the power of prayer. I praise God that so many of you continue to read this nightmare of a story, and aren't chased away from reading it, so you can pray specifically. Your hugs and smiles sooth a wounded heart. I praise God for sending many of you to our side to help us bridge difficult financial burdens. Your gifts continue to bless us over and over in our hearts. I praise God that no matter how awful all of this is, or feels, God is still present at our side, and promises that it will never be more than we can bear....although at times, I question we can take anything more.

"I sought Him who my soul loveth." Song of Solomon 3:1