Derek didn't have as much pain over the weekend as I expected him to, and he enjoyed going to church and the Sunday school picnic. Monday was ok too until around 4p he had nausea and vomited. Monday through the night his pain skyrocketed though, and he vomited a couple more times causing me to bring him in. He's very out of it because of all of the pain meds now, and it's not looking real pretty for a possible infection again (since he is prone to aspirating vomit). I figured this week would be hard, but I didn't think I'd start wondering if he would live through it. Now, I'm not too sure. Yet things have often turned around when you have all prayed, so I'm pleading for your love once again in asking of the Father His mercy for Derek, whichever route that means.