I am at last getting better. Still a long way from well, but not feeling so much like I might keel over dead any minute.
Sure you are all relieved to hear.
Wil is also improving.
And despite our current run of the worst luck ever, Amy's foot is not infected or failing to knit.
Yay for us.
But D is not faring so well. I spent (I kid you not) a whole day trying to get through to Thai Airways here in Australia, since D has no hope at all of getting help in Bangkok (he's # 597 in the queue and they are helping something like 100 people a day). At one point I actually made it onto the call list and was put on hold which I thought was a good thing. When a full hour had elapsed (seriously, 60 whole minutes) they freaking CUT ME OFF. When I called back the recorded message said the office was now closed. At 1pm on a Tuesday. Right-e-o then.
So no joy there. I can't see him getting back until next week at the earliest, and even that will require a stroke or two of luck.
So you know, here's to more luck.
Speaking of which, I feel very lucky and thankful for my neighbours. I've said it a few times here before, but seriously people, community is the only thing keeping us together right now. I try hard to build my community and man oh man it pays off. I've had my kids (and me) ferried around, my kids picked up and looked after, meals cooked and grown up conversation while I've sat on my backside and just let things slide. Not to mention my bathroom doors decoded.
If ever you're wondering whether the effort to get to know and bond with your neighbours is worthwhile, don't. It is.