These monster ailments affecting us have led us to conclude making our trip to St. Paul is not wise. As much as I long for a road trip and as much as I’d like to see Peter Mayer again, and even if our symptoms disappear in the next few days, we think it best not to risk a relapse on the road. Both of us have been sleeping a lot (or in mi novia’s case, trying to sleep), but sleep’s usual healing powers have had essentially no impact on us. If conditions haven’t improved by tomorrow, she will return to her doctor’s office and I will try to get an appointment. In the meantime, we will stay home and hibernate. No church today. No mah-jongg for her tomorrow. Blah.
I’ve expended all my available energy writing the paragraph above. So, I’m finished for now.