These are the sounds echoing through our household at the moment...and, come to think of it, for what seems like most of November. Mark still cannot shake what he got while at his conference. Every time last week/early this week he was going to go to the doctor, he'd feel better...but only for a day or two, then would relapse. Upon waking with a congested head again this morning he decided that was it and headed off to the doc. Thankfully they agreed to give him some antibiotics (something they don't hand out too liberally here) so here's praying they will start working soon! We aren't sure if he's had one month-long illness or several back-to-back. And the past couple days I've ended up with a minor cold as well. I think we are both longing for the days when the kleenex box can stay in its proper "home" on the bookshelf and not at one/both of our sides.
We leave in 8 days (!) to make a trip to see Mark's sister graduate near London, then head to the US for 2.5 days, then to Cayman for 10 days, then to NC for another 10 before returning back here. There's a lot to do between now and then, so will you pray with us for healthy bodies to do those things? And patience with each other in the midst of what seems like never-ending sickness?