Then, my dad called the other day and said, "I forgot to tell you that Pierre's wife called a few days ago. He is in the hospital with Malaria"
Which explains why he hadn't E-mailed me an update, or any pictures.
It is just one delay after another, and now the poor man is in the HOSPITAL with Malaria.
So, just in case you wondered, we are still trying to bring little sister home. But September is looking less and less likely, especially since I sincerely doubt Andy would let me get on a plane and fly anywhere at this time. Maybe by October Africa will have the paperwork done, AND I will will be on some meds that work right.
One day at a time, right?