...to find something positive to say about today, but my stomach bug has gotten worse. I laid in my bunk all day and eventually got up to get a shower. I eventually went into the office and sat down at the computer to check up on what is happening in America. As I was sitting there, three kids about 5 years old and younger game up to the gate that separates us from the community and they were asking for something. I didn't know what they wanted on account of my ignorance of Creole, but they were rubbing their stomachs. I eventually deduced that they wanted some water. Luckily, I had my water bottle on hand, so I reached it out of the gate as far as I could. I poured it into the smallest boy's mouth but it ended up going all over his face. He started cracking up and his two friends did too. It still amazes me how happy these kids are.
Joseph came to the camp tonight looking for me. I can tell he is very anxious to get the laptop that I am going to give him. I understand that he probably is insecure about whether or not he is going to get it because of how unpredictable his life has been. I understand the feeling of wanting something very badly and worrying about not getting it, so I empathize with him. He's probably never received anything like that before, and he has built up the importance of the laptop in his head. I just don't know how many times I can tell him that I'll do whatever I can to get it to him. I had to walk over to the Notre Dame clinic with him to get the email of a doctor that I had spoken with last week who said he could possibly set me up with a doctor in the states who is cycling in and out of the clinic. The idea here is that I send the doctor the lap top and then the doctor brings it to Haiti with him and gets it to Joseph. We'll see how it works out.
On the walk back to camp, a bunch of young girls approached me and repeatedly asked me "what is your name". I must have said Andrew 7 or 8 times before I just had to walk away, because I realized that "What is your name?" is the only English they knew and they were just going to ask me that over and over again.
I got back to the base and immediately stepped into the ring for round 2 of Andrew Monaghan vs. his stomach.
Now I am just sitting in the office listening to Bob Marley's No Woman No Cry play in the courtyard across from camp. So yeah, it really isn't that bad. But after the stomach bug, I am more than ready to come home. I've got three more days of labor and I leave on Friday morning.
You strug.
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