A. got sick on the 22nd, and things got worse from there. Took two weeks off to be with him because W. was traveling, which included four days in the hospital with him. Nasty sinus infection coupled with a lung infection and asthma that would not get under control. Four days in a hospital room with a 2 and a half year old was not fun, but A. was a trooper. We now have a new regimen of medications, and since we have also had an upper-GI, know for sure he's got a nasty case of reflux which leads to irritated lungs and worse asthma.

It is family weekend here and I'm preaching at First Church tomorrow morning. The sermon is actually written (by hand) - at least until the conclusion, but it's midnight and I finally sat down to type it and there is a freakin' cockroach scurrying around the speakers on the desk!!! My laptop is at the office, but I may need to go get it and tuck myself into bed to type b/c this freaks me out.

I'm not one to give the adversary too much credit, but geeze...it sure feels like something in the universe doesn't want this sermon to be typed! Or maybe it's just the construction that is going on to find a water leak at the house... :-)