TIA...This Is Africa

Ate something yesterday which did NOT agree with me and spent the night ridding myself of it, both fore and aft. Weak as a baby this morning, and so am missing the home visits with the women from Liverpool VCT, the HIV/AIDS service I have been in touch with for several months. To say I am disappointed would not even come close, but since my friend, Nancy, back in the states, has been railing against whiners, I don't want to whine too much. Okay, I do...whine, whine, whine. It is frustrating to set something up, to make contacts and look forward to an opportunity to learn and meet people, etc., only to have the body rebel and say, "No way!" So I'm resting here in our room...walking into the slums and visiting in people's homes does not seem the better part of valor today in this depleted state. I'm trying to make the best of it, to find the "gift" in this GI uprising (not easy, I can tell you), and to fortify myself with rest, sleep, for the remainder of this busy week. Keep those prayers coming, dear ones...I need all I can get this day.