3 February 2013
There wasn’t much sleeping going in our RV on last night
since Kaleb coughed more than he didn’t.
I can’t believe there are still coughs left in him to cough. It seems his guts should have come shooting
out of his throat by now for all the coughing he’s done. Poor kid.
His whole body is paying the price as he’s exhausted from exerting all
that energy, his throat is raw and he has no appetite. And we all could sure use a good night’s
sleep.
No matter how many spoons of honey, cups of hot lemon and
honey, throat lozenges, cough drops or glasses of water he drinks… prayers…
nothing helps. I did notice in the night
when I kept my fingers across his throat, he didn’t cough, so I was awake most
of the night just lightly holding his neck so he could get some rest. Today I wrapped a wool sock around his neck
and that helped a bit until he got too hot.
He can’t even carry on a conversation because he just has to stop and
cough and cough and cough. It’s just so
wrong.
My coughing is less and less but a little more bronchial in
nature than Kaleb’s, but at least my
energy is improving. Kaleb is still
waning, mostly because he hasn’t eaten much.
Yvonne, Kory and I walked down to the “ranch house” where
the three cooks for the larger group serves their meals. They were having morning devotions down there
on their covered porch, so we joined them.
Afterwards they went into town and did the set up for their vision
clinic at the Free Methodist church.
The local Catholics here believe they will go to hell if
they step foot in a non-Catholic church, so they are intentionally holding the
vision clinic in a protestant church, just to get them in the door. Funny.
The work group has been collecting glasses for months and months and
they have thousands of second hand pairs they will be giving away. I guess Alaska Airlines lets them have
unlimited luggage if they tell them they are on a humanitarian mission, so they
filled a small trailer with all the stuff they brought.
We went out to lunch with Bob and Yvonne and a few others
from the RV park. Kaleb felt well enough
to get dressed and come along, but then just sat in the restaurant the whole
time and coughed and only ate about two bites.
At least he tried. Otherwise, it
was nice.
The sun was calling my name today and I really wanted to go
for a walk or do something outdoors, but Kaleb’s condition kept me home. We all just sat around in the RV and read the
afternoon away. I read a very short, but
interesting book called “Speaking of Jesus” that was recommended by one of our
pastors. It really struck a chord with
me as it talked about what a horrible word “Christian” has become and how it
means too many different things to too many people, so rather than calling
ourselves “Christians” we should just be saying “I’m trying to follow the
teachings of Jesus,” which represents more accurately what our relationship
with God is all about. Assuming we are
really doing that, of course. I loved
the book as it validated many things I’ve been thinking over the years myself.
Tonight we attended church with the Free Methodists in town
with Bob and Yvonne. Kaleb stayed home
alone, figuring he’d be too disruptive with all that coughing. He was right about that. The service was translated for the benefit of
the 30 plus Americans in attendance. The
pastor was a passionate speaker and it was a good service. The church was packed. Not sure if it was a coincidence or not but
their opening song (in Spanish, of course), was “Open My Eyes, Lord, I want to
see Jesus…” which I thought was funny because of the eye clinic coming to town.
We had Kaleb go outside tonight just to look at all the
stars in the sky. It’s incredible how
many there are out there, and visible with the naked eye without all the light
pollution around here. It’s our last
night in the desert and tomorrow, hopefully, we’ll be back in the good ol’ U.S.
of A. and on our way east toward Space Camp, which starts next Sunday. Who knows what this week will bring in our
travels, but I’m certain there will be plenty of schoolwork for Kaleb along the
way.
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