Totally NOT ignoring you

Internet was down for a day and a half and then Thanksgiving happened.

Promise there will be pics galore tomorrow...

It was fantastic, but exhausting.

The pink eye I *think* is improving. Yesterday was the worst. Totally miserable. So bad. I *might* have cried a few times. (Meaning I did.)


I wrote this update yesterday-- but couldn't post it:

I know some of you are SO over me talking about this and showing horrific photos...while others of you are weirdly intrigued by gross things like this and can't get enough, and still others of you are concerned for our well-being and health, and so aren't particularly interested in the details, but want to know we're okay.

So here's the update today...
For me, still no good. Today it was extremely painful. I had to lay down for a few hours this afternoon with ice on my eyes. My vision is intermitedly blurry (which Nick says is just from the goop) and, the alarming thing for me was that the better part of my face (my temples, my cheek bones and down into my jaw) were very, very sore to the touch. So I was a bit concerned. So this morning I got on the phone with Ryan, who is a very good friend of HCH, and an American eye doctor in Haiti. Before I could even tell him all my symptoms, he started talking about severe pink eye and how it can spread into the glands near the eyes and cause swelling and pain all throughout the face and jaw. So that was very assuring. He also said it might last EIGHT, yes 8, days. Well, I have already been through 4-- so I should be on the short rows now, the way I see it. It was assuring to hear this news, as I was starting to become convinced it was headed for my brain next... (I come by my over-melodramatic nature honestly... my mom is not only a drama queen, she is the grand ruling empress of drama.)

Yesterday I mentioned that Madame Emiline (the housekeeper) was avoiding me like the plauge... Today it was hilarious. She changed our sheets, but instead of changing our pillowcases, the just layed clean ones on top of the pillows with the old pillow cases on them. So it looked like there were clean pillowcases on them, but this way she didn't actually have to touch our pillows. (But she had to touch them to change the sheets... so I'm not sure I follow her reasoning...)