Wednesday, Nov 2nd

I woke up this morning feeling a lot better, although I do feel pretty strange. I guess that’s to be expected, given that I haven’t eaten in 36 hours and have been in bed for about 30 of those hours. Dr. Addae thinks I got salmonella from the salad. The problem here is that electricity is fairly unreliable, so things that are refrigerated are often risky. At one point yesterday, one of the men who helps us with the water project was over and he asked me to pray with him. It was pretty interesting. Part of me expected him to put his hand on my head to cure me like those frauds on television. It was a really nice gesture, though, and I thanked him for it. I am going to have a small breakfast, then one more IV drip, then hopefully I’ll be able to get into town. Being bed-ridden is so frustrating and I’m thrilled not to feel like I did yesterday. From now on, I have a legitimate excuse not to eat vegetables.