sick.

Stephen’s sick today, and this is sad for a couple reasons.

First, I don’t like him miserable, and of course he doesn’t like it either. That’s the obvious.

What wasn’t so obvious: I’m completely dependent on him here!  We’ve been doing everything together, from work and schedules to language study and groceries. Everything.

I could literally count the days we’ve been apart: 1) he went to a waterfall with a group during Songkran and I was exhausted, so I rested  2) he went to practice recording with a Karen producer 3) he went to the pharmacy to get me ibuprofen after my motorbike wreck.

That’s it.

I’m pretty limited on going anywhere without him unless I run or bike, since I’m not yet motorbike-ready (so says my scarred arm) and I’m terrified of the big Partners trucks.

This week, we’ve been quite busy.  We have a volunteer in town all week with us–she’s been in the Chiang Mai Partners office for the past four months volunteering and wanted to see Mae Sot before she left, so we’re showing her around and having her help with various things this week.  We are also trying to stay on top of all the children’s project responsibilities we’ve adopted for May through July, so the week has been filled with hygiene pack deliveries, allowance deliveries, and hygiene pack purchases. We also have our dear friends from Conway still in town, so they joined us for brownies, ice cream, and some games last night. Amidst all of this, language has been put on hold temporarily, and our time at the office has increased.

Until today, when Stephen got sick with some bug that is likely from something he ate, according to Partners’ on-staff nurse. Not surprising, really: we live in Mae Sot, we w just finished up our worm pills last week and are still staring at a few more days of malaria meds!

And thus, with his sickness, our schedule stopped. There’s a truck in our driveway I’m terrified of, and if I dare drive it…I can get to the office, wheresits a motorbike I’m more terrified of!

I chose to bike to the office this morning and walk down the street to find some juice and Sprite for Stephen. And other than that, I’m pretty helpless until he’s well again. I’m hoping it’s soon as I stare at the list of things we have to do, including: buy toothpaste and toilet paper very soon, host our volunteer who is staying across town, and pay our internet bill that just arrived yesterday but was mysteriously due on 22 April.

I’m sure Stephen would appreciate prayers for him to get better soon, as would I. And maybe throw in some prayers for me to brave some practice with the truck and motorbike this weekend!