What an AWFUL Week

List of things that were awesome about this week: the Steelers lost the Superbowl; I finally hung out in my department capital with some really fun PCVs and had, well, fun; I went to my host family´s farm and went horseback riding yesterday which is always a good time.

The list stops there.

The bus ride home from Matagalpa was loooooooooooooooooong and bumpy. I arrived to my house hungry, thirsty, and covered in dust. I showered, I hydrated, I ate. Life was good. Until it wasn´t.

I don´t think I have EVER felt sicker in my life. Throughout the night I didn´t sleep more than 45 minutes at a time because the pain in my stomach would wake me up. As you know, I love my house...BUT I have a latrine...outside...behind two doors that are bien shut at night. This did not lend itself to the urgency of my situation. Luckily, each time I had to throw up that night (around 8 times) I made it out the door in time. So that´s a bonus.

I mixed our rehydration salts and drank them. No dice. That came up within about ten minutes. The night was not going my way.

In the morning my temperature went up to 100 degrees. No bueno. I called my doctor in Managua and told her what was what. She told me what to do and I did it and felt better. Or so I thought. I took some fever reducers, drank water, didn´t eat much, and slept the better portion of the day and all of Tuesday night.

Wednesday morning I felt better so I went to the farm and hung out. Super-fun. I came home and ran some errands (tracking down the mayor is a week-long stalking process) and sat down to eat a delicious homemade dinner. My number was up. Last night was a repeat of Monday night.

So here I am in an internet cafe, sweating (the fever is back a bit) waiting for the results of my blood work to be done (11:30AM) at the local lab. Great. Hopefully I´m just a few antibiotics away from appreciating food again. Keep your fingers crossed for me!

(Seriously though, don´t worry. My doctors are aware of what´s up and this isn´t uncommon here. I just needed to vent.)

Miss you guys. And America. And flushing, indoor toilets. Loads of other things too. This week has NOT been good for the morale.