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.