Texas (Again) (and Again)

Well, Max and I made it back to Mississippi only to be back in Texas 48 hours later! We got a phone call at 2:30 in the morning Sunday that my dad had slipped into a coma. We started packing right away only to be called a few hours later saying he was awake and talking. Whew...a praise the Lord moment! According to his caregivers there is no doubt that he was in a coma, but apparently it's common for younger patients to come in and out like that. He's been fairly lucid ever since, and they think the temporary coma has to do with the cancer entering his upper vertebrae. At any rate, we went ahead and came back to Texas a little earlier than anticipated, and we are glad to have some more time to spend with him. He's doing fairly well, although his pain and confusion are increasing quite a bit. As always, thanks for your prayers!