Dear Friends and Family,
*PLEASE READ THE ENTIRE PASSAGE*
Two days ago I started feeling crummy and figured I had another cold. However I was up at 2:30am this morning couching up a fit with a head ache. I took a hot shower (my second since arriving in Kenay) and eventually fell asleep on the couch. I felt hot and cold and got the chills. 15 minutes ago I left a clinic and was told, after some blood work, that I have the malaria parasite. I was perscribed meds to take for the next three days that will get rid of it. Also some medicine for my couch and headaches. I am going home to rest now and would greatly appreciate your thoughts and prayers.
That was Friday morning. I spent the rest of the day laying in bed napping or attempting to nap while the two year old Roy I live with was shrieking. That night I was visited by my good buddy and safari guide Mike. He defiantly cheered me up and made me laugh into a coughing fit. After eating only a couple of crackers during the day I at a full dinner (because it was chapati and lentils- my favorite!). I slept much better Friday night only waking to drink water and drift back into oblivion.
Saturday started with a very worried phone call from my parents. I was feeling much better, but still very weak with a cough. My buddy Jackson, who just happens to be my other safari guide, picked me up at 9:30am. He had to drop off some new volunteers at their placements and knew I was bored laying in bed so he invited me along for the ride. At 2pm after seeing the girls off, he dropped me off at Nairobi Hospital. I didn't think I needed to be there, but didn't like the thought of my parents being worried about me. After 5 hours of waiting, lab work, x-rays and a very embarrassing marriage proposal from the male nurse who drew my blood, I was told by a doctor: YOU DON'T HAVE MALARIA. I was pissed and incredibly happy at the same time. He said that the clinic I went to was unreliable, or just wanted me to spend money. Jackson picked me up at 7:30 and I bought us a pizza dinner to celebrate.
Today, Monday, I went to the women's center for 3 hours since I was feeling o.k. In other news, yesterday I finished my 6th book since I left California. It was called "The Help," by Kathryn Stockett. I loved the book and wish it didn't end. Last night I started a John Updike. Finally, I leave you with two quotes from the last book I read, "A Picture of Dorian Gray," by Oscar Wilde.
Live! Live the wonderful life that is in you! Let nothing be lost upon you. Be always seaching for new sensations. Be afraid of nothing...
Yet, as had been said of him before, no theory of life seemed to him to be of any importance, compared with life itself.
Love to all, Kris
