Sigor

So this is our first week in our separate teams. It is so sad to be away from my other friends! But I've got a lot of great girls with me, so that is good! This week was hard, so I'll start from the beginning. We got here sunday night, and I was on drugs, so I slept pretty good. There's rats in the rooms though. We're staying in a concrete building with two rooms, one for the boys, where we keep our water, and one for the girls where we keep our food stuffs. So where do the rats come? Our room!!! The worst. Monday morning, Joram (my DTS leader) cam and too k me to this town called Kakresion. We were to meet a guy who had gotten saved back in Nyagaita. So we rode on motorbikes for almost 2 hours (sore butt) in a skirt and flip-flops. That whole ordeal was a massive dangerous adventure in itself! But they stopped in this little shaded area, and we got off, crossed a swinging bridge, and waited in a little market area...which was lite 2 huts that were making food. There was some noise, so we went and checked it out. Turns out they love brewing their own beer! It is so bad. Just remembering the smell makes me so ill. So we hung out with the drunk people, offering me their vile drink while we're trying to explain the disadvatanges of drinking, especially when they are pregnant! We finally met up with the guy, like 4 hours later than planned. At this point, I'm not feeling well. I have not drank enough water or eaten enough food, and I am so nauseous. We waled through the bush to the guy's land (which included fording a river, but don't worry, it was too cold for the crocodiles...!!!). There was huts for each of the wives, one two and three. They cooked a whole goat for us, and it was finally ready around 10pm. I was very ill by this point and did not want to eat, but I had to so as not to be rude. They let us sleep in hut number 2, on beds that are constructed off the walls of the hut out of weaved and twisted twigs. It was SO uncomfortable. And I woke up several times needing to throw up, but I could not. In the morning, we took forever saying goodbye and thankyous. We trudged back through the bush and across the river, got on motorbikes, and made it back to where my team was. By that time, it was maybe 9am on tuesday. So I went straight to sleep, and woke up around 2, thinking I was going to die. I had the worst nausea, I was sure someone was cutting open my skull with an axe, my fever was about 105 degrees, and I was so weak I could not pick myself up off the floor. Finally I got up to get ibuprofen and put my feet in some water to cool off. I went to a clinic, they took a blood sample, and diagnosed me with malaria. Malaria! Well, I guess it was inevitable. I spent the rest of that week sleeping through the day while pouring sweat, and being woken up by rats at night while still pouring sweat. I ate nothing. The only time I got to participate in ministry was on saturday, and we went to a school so I could sit and listen to my girl Meaghan teach the Form 2 girls. It was so fun! On sunday I went to church where one of my team members spoke. It was so nice to get out of that room! Monday, our teams met up again to travel out of the mountains, and then we split as our team headed to Mount Elgon!!!