Well... it happened. My appendix flared up. I'm not in as much pain as I usually am... it's pretty mild, probably because I've had it so many times now that I'm getting used to it. I felt it coming a few days ago and hoped it was just a stomach ache. Last night was terrible because I couldn't fall asleep. I went to bed early which meant there were lights on, and I couldn't cover my eyes because of a sinus headache.
People are asking me if I want to go to the hospital, but for the first time ever I don't want treatment. I fell that it is not as clean there, and the conditions people are being treated for seem pretty server compared to that of the US. I would rather wait it out then risk a staff infection.
It's kinda weird, because I am reading into the wild again, and I'm at the part describing him starving to death, and I feel as if I'm starving to death because of the abdominal pain. It makes it real 3-D.
Amy and Ellen took me and Andy out to dinner after church for "foreigners night out" to ask how we were doing and if there was anything bothering us... and there really wasn't. Andi and myself are both equally laid back about everything, so we didn't have much to complain about. Amy and Ellen told us that we were heaven sent, because of how we handle everything and how "chill" we are. I guess they've had some internationals in that past that freaked out pretty easily because of the conditions here.
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