We're not in Marin anymore. Its amazing how casually a Vietnamese doctor can say a phrase like "Diarrhea Epidemic".
Well, we've both been pretty much dying the past couple of days. Tallia was given a fluid IV at the western doctor here, and mark picked up the bug a day later. Just an awful couple of days. We both seem to be improving now and its nothing serious, but wow... what a 48 hours.
Luckily, the illness was sort of staggered -- hit Tal first then Mark. This allowed one of us to be the 'parent' while the other laid on the bed waiting for the next trip to the restroom. There was a brief period when the sickness was hitting both of us hard -- of course, it was during our trip to the embassy for the huge, important interview.
It took everything that we had to get up for that interview, but we have the best inspiration ever. Although it was difficult, it had the feeling of one last little "test" for us -- and that if we could pull it together and do well, everything else will fall into place.
To make a long story short, the interview SEEMED to go well. It's actually very brief and simple -- none of the really pressing questions that we were told to anticipate. So now its done, which feels great, and we just wait for word.
Should hear the news sometime late next week... If we werent so exhausted, it would probably be terrible waiting so long for that news, but for now we are just happy to be done with appointments and get some time to relax.
Here are a couple of pictures from the pre-sickness. We'll try to upload more later today.