29 January 2013
I called upon my prayer warriors back home when I got sick
yesterday and boy did they get to work!
I was much improved today, even if not 100%. I have a very deep bronchial sounding cough
and my energy level is far from normal, but the fact I’m vertical is a real miracle. I’ve never gotten over anything this
quickly. I still stayed home and laid on
the couch and watched movies all day on my laptop while Kory and Kaleb went to
work, however. The life of luxury.
It was cold today – in the forties. It snowed in Nogales so we were lucky to be
spared that. I so wanted to be out in
the sunshine but I just had to enjoy it through the window as every time I got
up, my body told me to sit down.
Kaleb was outside most of the day but felt it was too cold,
even with him working as hard as he was.
He went around and shook every tree he could find before he raked up the
needles and leaves under them, so as not to be duped like he was yesterday with
raking up things then having the wind bring more stuff down. He hauled everything in a wheelbarrow to
where they wanted it dumped and that kept him busy for several hours. I was proud of him working on his own with no
one watching over him as everyone in charge was gone from the camp today. He just did what he saw needed to be
done. Two points for him. Now he’s complaining about being chilled and no
appetite, so I’m sure praying he doesn’t get sick, too.
Kory came home from a long hard day at “work” feeling rather
frisky. He was so impressed with his
body – that he was able to do such hard manual labor all day and survive it. I reminded him to wear his wrist braces so he
doesn’t get another arthritic attack like he did in Norway last year, but he
forgot. Another matter for prayer. He was also thrilled that so much Spanish is
still in his head. When he was in his
20s he lived in Paraguay for a year building a medical clinic for a Norwegian
mission station down there. He was the
job boss so he learned a lot of construction words. He had no trouble today on the jobsite
speaking and understanding Spanish. As
opposed to me, who took three years of it in school and every time I want to
speak it, just Norwegian comes out.
I guessed right about the job he’s doing. There is a big group coming next week just to
put the roof on this dorm they are building.
They have to have everything done before the roofers arrive and
according to Kory, there is no way they’d get it done by Friday if he wasn’t
helping. He feels pretty good about
that. I guess having him on the jobsite
also picks up the pace a bit, too, because he’s a fast worker and some of the
others aren’t. He was nearly giddy after
work, just excited to be so useful and strong at his age, so Hallelujah for
that.
Bob is still in the hospital. One of the women here that went up to meet
with them said he has the flu and now Yvonne has it too, but it’s a kind they
don’t have an antidote for. It must be
what got me as well as the symptoms sound the same. Bob’s doctor is also a personal friend,
though, so he’s not releasing him because he knows he will just go right to
work when he gets back here and he wants him to rest. They may not be back before Friday, which
would be so ironic that I came here to work with Yvonne, and now she’s been
gone all week! Best laid plans…
Fortunately there were leftovers in the fridge for Kory as I
don’t think I could have made dinner tonight, but tomorrow is a new day and
hopefully if I get a good night’s sleep, it will feel like one.
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