Dad had his next visit at the Cancer Care today, instead of tomorrow, as he developed a rash on his right arm, around the PICC line. It began earlier this week, but he was hoping it would disappear. Last night it was huge, red, raised and hot to the touch. We put some ointment on it, and then left it bare, hoping it would clear up by morning. When he went in, they determined that he may be allergic to the disinfectant and used iodine instead, or to the sock that he wears to protect the PICC line. Tonight, he is to wear one of his own socks, with the foot cut out, and see if it makes a difference. While there, they flushed out the line, so he is ready to go for another week.

We praise God. Dad doesn’t need to take any pain medication. Isn’t that amazing? Also, we are very thankful for the continued support from our many friends and family. We have received orchards (Dad’s favourite), cards, phone calls and today in the mail, Dad got a fuzzy warm housecoat, which cousin Marlene sewed. Aunt Paula tucked in a praise DVD to watch later. We are so encouraged by the number of people that stop and tell us that they are praying. Every time I hear that, I feel like the Holy Spirit is giving me a hug.