Day 26

Vlad's doing well. He's wondering why he's still losing weight when he eats so much. He's feeling tired but all's well today.

I, on the other hand, had a violent 12 hours of food poisoning (I assume) on Saturday. I'm thankful it wasn't flu (and not contagious), but I'm still a bit wobbly today and am not getting the truckloads of work done this weekend I had envisioned. Alex ran out last night to get me Gatorade and bananas. By 4:30 a.m. it was over and hunger woke me up with big roar. I ate a banana, very slowly, some Gatorade and went back to bed.

Looking back, the only suspicious thing I had was a yard egg in which the raw white was too congealed to be fresh. I figured if I cooked it hard enough, it would kill any bad stuff, and I cooked it to death. That may or may not be the culprit.

Vlad canceled his poker night with Vika and Vassily, which we both hated to do. But I think it was just as well; he really wasn't ready. He went to bed early, and aside from helping me from time to time, slept hard all night.