The weekend was shaping up great. The studies on Friday with the children followed by one with the parents was wonderful- at least for me. The visit and meal were memories to be treasured.  While one study on Saturday unexpectedly canceled, the other went very well. To top that off, Nancy arrived not only safely, but on time. Supper was tasty, but apparently the chicken leg I ate had been out and cold for too long.  Without going into too many details, Saturday night was no fun, and I was unable to get out of bed other than to go to the toilet on Sunday. 

Thankfully, by Monday, I was feeling noticeably better. Not well enough to venture out to eat with some our dear friends we met more than 30 years ago, but there was a hidden upside there. Our landlord’s brother who I had mentioned in an earlier post came by for an unexpected visit. After that, another impromptu study opportunity occurred that didn’t require me leaving the flat.  While I feel badly about Sunday, I am thankful things seem to be back on track so quickly.