7: walked out to Mr Ellistons where I dined: my dear wife very ill, but at night better, she rested well in the night blessed by god, oh continue her a comfort to me and mine, I hope it was only about her quickening, this night I felt my navel ill again, there was black stuff in it, in the bottom white matter, we dressed it as formerly, the lord in mercy in due time give a perfect cure and healing to the same, that I may praise thee, and rejoice in thy great goodness.