And.... we're back.

Hello friends.

Miss me?

I missed you. I am finally on the upswing of this sickness thing and I am writing from my breezy and not-too-hot kitchen here in Jacmel. It's open to the outside with just bars as "walls" ON half of it (see pic, because it's hard to explain),

so it gets a good breeze, the bedrooms in the house-- not so much. I am finding that Haiti isn't actually as hot as I thought it was not that my fever is gone. Don't get me wrong... it's not like I am COLD... well, actually one night I had the chills so bad that I had to wrap up in blankets.

So what did I have?
That's an EXCELLENT question. According to the Haitian doctor I went to, I had malaria and some sort of gut infection. According to an American doctor who read the results, she said he didn't even test for malaria, and said he was probably just assuming I had it. So I finished the malaria meds today and am on Cipro and it seems that I am in the short rows now. I don't feel 100% yet, but after feeling anywhere from about 1%-16% for the past week, I am going to take my current percentage of somewhere in the high 80s%.


One of the big bummers about being sick when you're moving is that, well, one week later things still look like this:

And it's funny because Nahomi has no patience for it. Today when I was out of bed for the first time really moving around the first thing she said was, "Mesi Jezi, Mama Gwenn leve!" (Thank you Jesus, Gwenn is up!) Then she asked me if I was ready to inventory the supplies for the orphanage. (sheets, toothbrushes, etc..) I told her no.

I have no idea where my camera is in all this mess, but I am sure I will find it soon and have some life-altering pics for you.

The upside of being sicker than I've ever been-- I'm down 15lbs. Yikes. It wasn't worth it. I am going to have to re-think my idea of bottling giardia as a weight-loss product as an orphanage fundraiser.