Progress is being made. Maren had her port successfully de-accessed by the home nurse this afternoon. That means one less thing to bother her and one less thing to worry about. She seems to be doing very well overall. I noticed some slight peeling on the palms of her hands that I hope will remain minimal. I finally admitted to myself today that we have too much stress in our lives. I don't want to complain, because really we have it much better than most people in the world, but the stress of 2 little ones, Jeremy's residency and accompanying resident's salary(not that I'm not grateful that he has a job, but it sure would be nice to hire a cleaning service once in a while =), and med school/residency is such a long process in general I'm ready to move on), and Maren's illness/isolation/treatment schedule turns out to be quite a bit to handle. I really am trying to make the best of it, because we do have it good, and because I know full well that things don't always get better this side of heaven, but I am grateful tonight for my faith in God and the love we've been shown from the body of Christ, and the eternal hope we have. Nothing else would get me through.