I just wanted to post a quick entry about my recovery / back to reality. I got back on saturday the 7th, went to church at North Point, and after a quick bite at one of our favorite burger joints

and on the ride home I started feeling ill. Long story short, I went to work, got sent home, went to the doctor, took blood, went to the ER, spent 9 hours and my wife took a very unflattering photo of me:

The results? Not Malaria, Not Dengue or Yellow fever, just a NASTY VIRUS. What the heck is that?!?! I get sick for a week, and mind you when I get sick, it's every OTHER year for maybe a full day or so, and all I get to say is "Oh, yeah it was a 'nasty virus'."

I know I know, I could have had one of the afformentioned illnesses, and be completely up the creek, especially with Malaria and the risk of it coming back if not taken care of properly. I am completely grateful it wasn't, but the macho side of me wishes I had a better answer other than "Oh yeah, it was a nasty virus."

So, after a week of death, I made it back to work (both jobs) and have been cranking away tours and flyers almost every day. Thank GOD for business. I guess next year in the DR I will make sure to actually go to the health clinic and get whatever shots I need to get, instead of just bringing a prescription for Cipro.

Till the next time,

~Ben