Day 116

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There were many ways I could have gone about this. I decided to say it like this. Sitemates are God’s way of saying you are not alone. Today I realized how invaluable the peace corps network is. This morning, before I had a chance to eat anything, I found myself throwing up and constant diarrhea. It got so extensive I passed out. Having no energy to make it home, Megan helped me get to a clinic hospital. She packed all my things and helped me move around.  Since I was supposed to have a meeting with my boss about my site, he was here with a car and drove us where I needed to be. Once at the hospital, Megan translated everything for me so I could rest. She bought me adult diapers after I pooped in my pants and took my clothes to be washed. She rubbed my back while I thew up and held my hand while I cried from all the work they did on me. they told me I have a gastrointestinal bacteria infection and a parasite. You can get this the same way you get the flu. Someone touching you without washing their hands, uncooked food, doorknobs. Any place where bad germs live. I was in the hospital for 6 hours, released at 7 pm. My boss reserved me an amazing hotel. The staff gave me a bucket, ice chips and a plate for the crackers I would attempt to eat. I couldn’t have asked for a better place. Nothing is staying down. Throughout the night and early morning, I threw up everything: crackers, liquids, medicine. So Megan called the doctors at Peace Corps. Tomorrow, they’re coming to get me to go to Managua. They don’t recommend I try the two hour bus ride. Megan has been a pillar of strength. She called my mom with saldo when I didn’t have wifi. She bought me new clothes and socks, when I threw up on everything. She checked my temperature every hour an wrote the results. She gave me cold towels to break my fever and woke up several times mid-night/early morning to help me clean my throw up bucket or help me back to bed. Sitemates are Gods way of saying, “you are not alone.”

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