Last sick post... I promise!

I had quite an interesting day taking care of my poor sick little Adam. I was out running errands all day, picking up gatoraide, water, and tonight, soup. I was quite worried about him all day, but needed to get out and have a hot meal. I went back to the little vegetarian restaurant that we had liked so much. It was nice to have a cooked meal, and I had a nice view up on the second floor. I was able to watch everyone walk by and check out their outfits. I was feeling really hopeless about Adam being so sick, so I thought "I need an angel. Someone to talk to about this and just someone to be nice to me." I sat in the restaurant for awhile, and felt sorry for Adam and myself and then got up and went outside. I sat on the bench for a bit, but then I smelled the sweet waffles that were being sold across the street. I walked over to buy one, and sat next to a lady, probably in her early forties, sitting on a bench. She asked me where I was from and I replied, "bawahhCanada" (breaking down and crying). She was so nice to me and I told her about Adam and how he had trouble with his teeth and now he had food poisoning. I told her his symptoms and she asked me what we had eaten for the last while. Then she told me that she was a nurse! She said it was probably the whale that got him sick, especially because that´s one of the few things we´ve eaten different from one another in the past few days. She told me about these pills you can get at the pharmacy and health food store that should help both of our stomachs while we are here because they are filled with good bacteria. The store was closed, but she wrote down the name and I promised her I would go get them tomorrow. Then she told me why she was sitting on the bench, and I noticed a table with jewelry on it. She was selling it because she had told her daughter that if she didn´t smoke or drink until she was 20 she would buy her a car. She maxed out both her cards, as her daughter´s birthday was a couple of months ago, and now she´s selling jewelry to try to pay off her cards.
When I got back to the hotel Adam was feeling a bit better. It´s been a few hours and now he´s feeling much better, though still weak. I got him some tomato soup and baguette from down the street, and I think he´s going to be just fine. My angel told me he should be just fine, although tired, tomorrow. So we will continue our journey then.
Moral of the story: whale hunting is immoral!