Cory and I have been overwhelmed by all of the people who have his mother in their thoughts and prayers. It's such a comfort, one that I couldn't even begin to imagine until being where we are. I think our faith is helping to keep at least me sane, too, at the moment, and I'm so grateful we have God to turn to always.

We spent today at the hospital, but we didn't meet with Mary's oncologist. That will happen on Monday, and then we'll know her test results and discuss options - if there are any. Mary was taken off the ventilator and had her breathing tube removed in the early afternoon since she was breathing so well on her own. Before that, she was communicating with her through hand signs and writing notes. Although tired, she seemed in good spirits and still had her sense of humor. This afternoon before we left for home the nurses had Mary sitting up in a chair for a while. She didn't last long before growing tired, but she said it was good to sit up. She has a lot less discomfort, and part of that is probably because the surgeons removed 10 lbs. of fluid.

In an odd way it's comforting to repeat all of these details. I'm not sure why, but it makes me feel as if I'm doing something. We're heading back to the hospital tomorrow. My parents and my older brother, Anthony, are coming to be with all of us. There were a lot of friends and family at the hospital today, and that was very comforting, too.

For those of you who sent us personal messages and also happen to read this blog, thank you. We want to respond and will try to when we get the chance.