(written September 27, 2011)
Maybe you’ve heard it said of other countries: “Don’t drink the water.” Well, I learned that the water can definitely affect you. Monday morning, 5 out of the 8 of us at the Loescher’s house woke up throwing up. And unfortunately, I got sick the worst out of everyone (probably because the Loeschers have built up some sort of immunity to the water and such out here). Since so many of us were sick, we knew it had to be food poisoning. We racked our brains, trying to figure out what we all had and finally decided that it must have been the water. We had some African kids over for lunch, and we think they may have filled a bottle with water from the tap to take home. We think that they then forgot to take it home, and some of us ended up drinking it for dinner.
I ended up spending all day in bed, moving only when my body absolutely required it. Carol gave me some medicine for nausea which I ended up throwing up. Finally, in an attempt to calm my stomach, I asked her to give me it in shot form. After Carol gave me the shot, she went to get some duct tape to help shut our door. Eddie, who was the only kid not sick, thought the duct tape was for my arm. “Mom!” he exclaimed, “don’t use the duct tape on Miss Rachelle’s arm! We have bandaids somewhere!” We definitely had a laugh over that!
Today we’re back at school. We had a late start (9:00 instead of the usual 8:00), but I’m still feeling a little weak. Sam and I joked around this morning, saying that we felt like old women. Any time we bent down, we would feel really dizzy. But God gives grace every day!
