Not so good

Aiyoh...after a fabulous holiday in Washington, I am sad to report that things have not been going so well. I suffered from serious (and I mean really serious) jet lag for about a month after the trip (no kidding). Tummy was upside-down, inside-out, all around...you get the picture. Even had to get IVs, blood tests and an endoscope. For the uninititated, that means you get anaesthetised and a camera goes down your throat and through your digestive system. I was first given something to drink, then a gel to swirl around my mouth and spit out and finally a spray. After which, I lay down and was sprayed in the mouth again. The nurse then proceeded to jab me in my right arm. By that time, my throat felt like it was the size of an anaconda and I gagged badly with the syringe still in my arm. Nurse cries out, "Abunaiyo!", pulls the needle out and sticks a new one into my left arm. I wouldn't recommend the procedure to anyone unless absolutely necessary.

When I finally recovered to an almost-back-to-normal state, guess what? My elder son manages to break his arm during a soccer game. So I find myself back at the hospital again (I seem to be getting very familiar with the hospitals in Fukuoka). It was a compound fracture and Joseph needed an operation the next day. He's back home now but in a fairly immobile state for a young boy. He's not allowed to run. SUCH torture.

Anyway, God loves our little family here in Fukuoka. Love to Wenya, Mark and Victoria. Thanks for visiting!