Family, Friends, and folks who for whatever reason read these e-mails.
As you know, I came up to Zababdeh to hang out with Mark and Andrea Stoner-Lehman, fellow MCCers. Our first night was a really good time of visiting, a walk in an olive grove, some felafel and chess.
Cabbage. Cabbage did it to me. It tried to kill me.
I woke up on Sunday morning and it took me about twenty minutes to realise that I couldn't eat anything and that I felt bloated and in pain. Turns out the cabbage in the felafel (for it came to me in my dreams and mocked me) had poisoned me.
It is now Monday night and I am still fighting a sore stomach and the nastiest runs that ever ran through my body!
I am much better than yesterday, when I was a walking zombie and in addition to the runs was vomiting throughout the day. I slept for nearly 20 hours of the 24 on Sunday.
I woke up this afternoon at 1pm and have eaten a little bit and haven't barfed yet. I am really glad that I am not alone in my apartment in Tel Aviv while being so sick - psychologically, it would be very difficult. Because of Jewish holidays (Sucot) there are no Israeli busses running until Wednesday, so I am here, at Mark and Andreas, recuperating until then. They have been very good to me.
I just wanted to give a brief update, so that those of you who keep up on it all can know where I'm at.
I got to see some russian league hockey on the television tonight. It sure doesn't compare with the Nucks, but it was nice to see some hockey, at least.
Okay, this hurts my brain - Darren OUT.
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