Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Projection...




This week… hmmm this week… I basically didn’t do anything productive this week…is one way of putting it. Haha, well I guess I worked on Tuesday, and for 30 minutes on Wednesday. Starting on Monday I was having bad stomach aches, and by Wednesday I got the full blown sickness. I don’t know if I have ever felt so sick before. My stomach, back, and head hurt excruciatingly, along with projectile vomiting. I don’t think there is much worse than being sick in Mexico, with no mom, no good friends, no one to take care of you, no soup, no crackers, no ginger ale, no sprite, nothing. The worse thing was that most the time I was too sick to sleep. On Thursday evening I decided to hobble over to the clinic, they gave me some stuff called suero, talk about nasty, and I was to put it in water and drink it to rehydrate myself. One good thing was that in the clinic I saw some friends, and after that I had my first helping hands. They got me some sprite and crackers, and visited me pretty often. On Friday my friend Sean bought me three liters worth of Gatorade, which was really nice(I couldn’t make myself drink the suero which is electrolyte filled, Gatorade might help right?). Oh yes, and Gatorade is at least twice the price down here than in the states.



Wednesday was the first day that I felt homesick, and oh I was so homesick. Thursday was even worse and my mom was thinking of flying down and getting me. I lost my desire to be down here, and felt that I hadn’t made a difference, and I wasn’t going to. Things weren’t what I thought they were going to be. I expected to be really challenged, and to quickly grow in my faith, but I feel relatively unchanged. Now that I am feeling better I know that if I let God use me, then I will change, and so will the things around me.

I am starting to feel excited to go back and work in the Cuna, which is kinda of strange considering a couple of days ago that is definitely not what I wanted to be doing. On Friday they started bug bombing the Cuna so the Cuna workers have to take a baby home until Tuesday.

It is now Monday. I threw up again today, which was really discouraging. I woke up this morning and felt like I had to, although I didn’t believe it, so I threw up first all over the floor, but the next few heaves made it in the toilet. Nothing better than cleaning up your own vomit eh? Although I don’t feel too sick, which is nice. I feel really content even though I am sick, and I want to stay the full 6 weeks, although my mom is wanting me to come home. I know that I can not do much on my own, but through God I can do anything. He will give me the strength I need, to do what I need to do.

Oh yeah, and all the kids here call me Hillary Duff.


4 Comments:

Blogger Isaac said...

Cute pics Hill...

How are you feeling today?

Remember not to eat anything you find lying in the street, or in public garbage cans.

Love ya!

8:06 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I love those pictures...what a talented photographer you have turned out to be! I really hope you are feeling better, and I am praying for you. Not a day...probably not a half a day...goes by without me thinking of you, and missing you. I know you might not feel like you are making much of a difference, but you make a difference anywhere you go, Hill. There is no doubt in my mind that you are making a difference in that orphanage, in those children's lives, and even in yourself, even if you don't see it yet. The changes you go through on missions trips rarely feel good as they are happening. I find that often lasting change is marked by pain.

I love you, Hill!

10:49 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hill,
I hope you are feeling okay and your health is good. The children are blessed to have you there with them.
You are doing God's will, and only good things can come from that.
Be safe........ there is much prayer back home for you!!!
Tom

7:06 PM  
Blogger Glenda said...

Hi Hilliary!
I have been following your blog so keep it coming! I sure hope that by now you are feeling better. Nothing is worse that being sick when you are away from home. It is actually scarry. At home you have "Mom", and your doctors that you trust in.
Your Mom told me she missed you, too. I know she was very worried about you getting sick, and then you did. She must have been sick herself, with worry. Nothing is worse than having your child so far away, that you cannot help them when they are sick. I have had both. You take care of yourself, and do as Isaac says! I love you honey. God Bless You.
Love Glenda

9:47 PM  

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