Normally people get sick when they arrive on a mission field, not they return from one. I’m having the exciting experience of a whopper of stomach bug the day after returning from Kosovo. Yesterday morning I awoke jet-lagged and stupid, but relatively healthy. By lunch time I was spending 15 minutes of every hour in the bathroom trying to exorcise the nasty bug that found me.
I’m better today, though I’m pretty sore from everyone’s favorite form of exercise, the dry-heave quiver. I’m anticipating feeling better as the day goes on as we fly to Chicago tomorrow morning at 6:41 AM for an organizational conference.