May 15th - Saturday

The view outside our hotel was breathtakingly beautiful. I cannot describe to you what it feels like to step outside in the morning (we had come @ night so had not yet seen this) and see the sunrise over the river, RIGHT in front of you! Oh and a cute palm tree and a beat up fisher’s boat to make the view just awesome :) Seriously awesome, I felt like this was indeed the start of getting better!!!! YEAH! Oh and breakfast was included in the hotel. Nothing like at home, but that’s kind of special out here!!! Couldn’t really eat it, but it looked good :)

We got to the clinic for my second IV treatment, and off course my PIC line (peripherally inserted central catheter, it’s a form of intravenous thingny they put in your arm) is “no good” the nurse informs me by a shake of the head (he speaks Portuguese and I don’t understand him so he now doesn’t talk much). He attempts to make it work, but makes a big mess of blood instead, VERY PLEASANT. So he tries starting another IV on my hand, even though I wanted him to try the other arm where my veins are bigger, although at this points all of them looked pretty sad. Anyway, he made a big mess of my hand and when I finally looked down (finally dared) it looked as if he had jammed something the size of an egg underneath my skin!!! I got this look of terror on my face because he started talking really fast and wiping away the blood quickly and I’m only guessing he was explaining to me that because I flinched it didn’t work. Really? Then what’s in my hand? Oh I wish I could speak Portuguese, but before I knew it he was motioning for my other arm. At that point I went into fetal position in the corner. Seriously? You want to touch me again with that thing? I hate needles and I’ve been a “good sport” until now but a third time? Really? When he saw the sheer terror in my eyes, he called in another nurse to do the procedure. I gave her my arm because I had no other choice and 2 seconds later we were in business. Seriously, where was that lady hiding while this guy was torturing me for the past 30 minutes and trying to stick things under my skin that just don’t belong there??? Shhhhhhhheeeesh the nerve of some people! he he.
The IV took forever cuz the speed was ridiculously slow, I ended up speeding it up when they weren’t watching so we got out of there eventually! I’m a terrible patient I know...

We drove back to the farm and I’m so happy to say that we’re blessed beyond blessed! They have this beautiful (I might not have thought it beautiful before living in a tent for 2 weeks in the bush) little cottage for us to live in, with running water. I am beside myself excited, it has a floor so Raph can actually crawl around which will be a huge blessing, our own kitchen, bathroom, the whole deal. I have no energy really to put anything away and it’s quite frustrating because it feels like there is so much to do, but I guess unpacking can wait. LATER.