No, it wasn't a normal day. It's rather hard to imagine 'normal' at the moment. But we try to carry on with our normal activities. Not that we are in denial about the gravity of Amy's situation, but we can't sit paralyzed waiting for her to die. I went to our missionary team meeting this morning. The kids went to school. I bought groceries. A haystack of laundry was washed and dried on the line. Today was the first day of track practice and Paul and Mia seemed to enjoy going. (their coach clearly isn't as sadistic as my high school coach!) Today was the 2nd edition of Sarah's weekly cooking Bible study for teenage girls. They make muffins or cookies and then have a Bible study. Or at least giggle a lot. Amy used to have a ministry like that in Abancay years ago. Amy had a pretty good day. She didn't need any pain meds, but she was disoriented all day. Having her comfortable is our goal. She ate well and has been keeping everything down for several days in a row now.
Sarah and her cookie bakers
