I just had the most wonderful visit with my sister-in-law Pam and her husband Gordon in Harpers Ferry, West Virginia. I spent 10 days with their family, mostly just hanging out and visiting, which was so nice. In the days leading up to my flight to the U.S., I was quite sick. I was extremely worried about bringing any germs to Pam, who had recently finished another round of chemotherapy and would be immuno-compromised. I woke up on Sunday (6 days before my travel day) feeling like garbage. I had a headache and brain mush and whatever else that makes you feel like garbage. Scott left that morning to travel down to Morocco with the military for a lengthy training exercise, so I was on my own.  I hoped and prayed mightily that Heavenly Father would bless me to get over this sickness quickly so I would have a buffer between all the germs and my subsequent travels that would bring me to Pam. But each day during that entire week, I continued to feel like garbage. My nose was a faucet tha...