For the last week, I’ve not left my bed. I came down with some sort of sinus issue, just like I do in the states four times a year, but for some reason I couldn’t shake it. It turned into what I think was more like bronchitis. I had no energy, couldn’t stop coughing and wheezing, couldn’t concentrate enough to read, and I couldn’t take a shower because our water got shut off again. Luckily I had some antibiotics from the states that my nurse friend Heidi advised me to take. That seems to have helped a little and today was my first full day out of the house.
Needless to say, when I stepped out our front door this morning, I had almost forgot that I was in Africa… that is until I took a whiff of the hot Ethiopian air and got a solid smell of sewage in my nose. Bethany and I hopped on the mini-bus and went to Kaldi’s Coffee (an exact rip-off of Starbucks…look it up online. Starbucks tried to sue them) to write some letters to friends and family back home. It was a good low-key option for me and we enjoyed ourselves a lot. I was glad to get out of the house.
One thing I have learned in my time here is how much I appreciate not only being, but also having the opportunity to be, healthy. I have spent so much time being sick here that I now really know what it’s like to be constantly wondering what state I’ll be in when I wake up. It just hits you here, so on the days that I’m not sick, I thank the Lord and am actually appreciative for the chance to be healthy. It’s a different mindset to be in but I’m glad I have experienced it and have been given new perspective.
I learned my lesson. You don’t have to make me sick anymore. I appreciate my health. Thanks for teaching me. I don’t need to be sick anymore for the rest of the year. You’ve done your job well, but I think it’s time to move onto the next person.