Meep Meep!

2 Feb 2013

Sick as he was still today, Kaleb managed to get out of bed for two things only – one because I desperately needed to wash the sheets as he was just downright sticky – so I forced him to take a shower.  And two, the neighbor saw a Road Runner in the camp and Kaleb was home alone, but armed with a camera, so he got a little momentum going and made it out in time to see it before it ran away.  He was pumped.  But now he’s back to the couch, whining and moaning and coughing and coughing and coughing.  So we didn’t have any groundhog’s today, but the road runner sure made it’s appearance.

The medical missions eye specialist team also emerged today and when I told them how sick Kaleb was, he got a house call from a nurse practitioner among them.  She didn’t have a stethoscope though so she couldn’t listen to his lungs.  All she really recommended was that I go to the pharmacy and buy him this or that drug, which totally washes over my head because I have yet to put drugs in that boy and I’m not about to start now.  She agreed that drinking a lot of water was about the best thing to do, so at least we were on the same page there.  He should be floating away based on the amount of water I’ve had him drink but he is still suffering.  At least he sat up on the couch for the rest of the afternoon, so that’s an improvement.  He complained like I did that he got too dizzy when he stood up, but that’s because he’s been lying flat day after day.  I hope by tomorrow he’s well enough to get dressed and get out a bit more.

I’m still on the mend.  I helped Yvonne with some laundry today and I did our own laundry and cleaned up a little in the RV.  I couldn’t believe Kory, after lunch he wanted to hurry up and get back to work so he took his plate, which was clean except for some crumbs, so he just lifted up his plate and tilted it so all the crumbs dumped on the rug and then put his dish away.  It’s as if he were outside, but he wasn’t!  Kaleb watched it happen so I told him that was the very definition of “selfish” when you don’t think about how your actions affect other people – because I’m the one that has to clean it up and I had just shaken the rugs!  Argh.  Kory just defended his position that he “wanted to get going…” as if taking 2 steps to dump the crumbs in the sink would have slowed him down too much.  Kaleb assured me that what he really wants is “butter and steaks.” That’s our “code word” for when we stop eating fat free vegan because there’s no point in saving Kory’s heart if his brain starts going.  I agree.  I was more than a bit miffed.

Yvonne was taking some of the new workers into town this afternoon to buy groceries so I bummed a ride with her to get a few things for dinner.  It took way longer than I expected as about 12 women came along in two vehicles, when she thought there would only be 3 in her car.  Everyone had different agendas on what they wanted to do in town, but in the end, we all got what we wanted and I even bought a few souvenirs along the way. 

I made the best tostadas tonight.  I found fat free baked corn tortillas for Kory and they were so delicate they just melted in my mouth.  I topped them with a quinoa, black bean, corn and cilantro mix that had a great citrus sauce over it and Kory nearly ate til he puked.  Kaleb and I had our fill as well and there were still leftovers.  I’m going to stock up on those tortillas before we leave town as I have never seen anything like them in America.  What a treat.  And I’m still in shock that I bought four full bags of groceries, including paper products, for less than twenty dollars.  Crazy cheap here.

The camp was certainly alive today.  There was a wedding going on in one of the conference rooms/church buildings so Mexican music was blaring all afternoon.  The construction site was abuzz with activity and Kory got to go back on the steps he’s been hoping to build, as the supplies arrived today.  All the new workers have to walk by the RV camp in order to get to the work site, so there is a lot of talking and laughing and it feels so different.

I met a few of the workers today – some of them aren’t Christians, but they volunteer to do these medical missions trips for humanitarian reasons.  Kory was shouting HALLELUJAH all day on the job site, getting a few of them a bit rattled, but it only spurred him on more.  He’s like that.

I wish we were staying longer next week so we could see what they are going to do with the eye clinic, so we may change some of our plans and stay on half a day anyway to see that - and in case Kory has a chance to get concrete enough to finish the stairs. 

It was good to yack with Yvonne a little today and I’ll still have some time tomorrow as it’s a no work day around here.  Not that it makes much difference to Kaleb and I, however.  We’ve been slackers all week.