Tuesday, May 26, 2009

What a difference a day makes.  I took my final round of medication yesterday and I feel like Lazarus coming out of the tomb.  I took my first solid food in ten days, and while I am not 100%, I'm sure not thinking I'm gonna die--and I was.  Karen still has a day to go, but I know now that she will be better, too.  Had a wonderful visit from a Swiss missionary who needed John's help with her computer.  She also has a female German shepherd she wants of mate with our dog.  And Karen's school got its new door today.  A very big door.  We take John to Mwanza tomorrow so he can fly to Arusha for a month to help Pete set up a computer lab.  No rest for the weary.
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