Monday
On Monday I stood at home, because I suffered from terrible stomach ache and sickness. The whole day I stood in bed and slept. So I actually can’t say something about Monday. I don’t know why I was sick, but it was terrible.
Tuesday
Tuesday was exactly the same like Monday. In these times I thought a lot about my family and once again I was homesick. I think: the larger the distance the greater the homesick.
Wednesday
And the same again.
If you are sick you are doing nothing but sleep and eat.
So I cannot really report something. Pascal was my nurse. He always cooked for me and from time to time looked after me. These three days were so terrible.
Finally I was healthy again and I could go to work on Thursday.