The Pedro Juan Post, Part 5

Wednesday, July 21

hola a mi familia y dean,

hello from paraguay again. today i am feeling a little better, but i am still pretty out of it, with a slight fever and more chest congestion and wheezing. this afternoon i had my first encounter with paraguayan health care. . . yup, now i have more sumi adventures to tell. makoto, christine, and i went to a little health clinic on the brazil side, where i had a friendly visit with dr. medina. initially i was totally scared of what i would find there, envisioning a a florence nightingale-esque room in a back alley, but it actually wasnt too bad. the consultation and medicine cost around eighty reais, which is about forty u.s. i am glad i went, because i could tell that the infection had settled in my chest, and i was worried that it might turn more serious. so even though i didnt want to go, i went. the doctor asked me a lot of questions in spanish, which i amazingly was able to answer thanks to our hospital vocabulary junior year in high school. God bless senora lyens for all of her seemingly useless vocabulary lessons and drills. christine and i were able to explain my symptoms, and while makoto quickly sped from the room, the doctor listened to my lungs through his stethoscope. i guess he diagnosed me with a bronchitis-like infection, so i have a cough expectorant, antiobiotic, and a kind of decongestant to take with tea and honey at night.

i am feeling pretty weak now, a little woozy from the drugs-- i guess it has 200 mgs in comparison to robitussins 10 mg active. everything is in spanish, so i am not really sure what i am taking, mom. i guess i have to follow this regimen until saturday, and if my lungs are still not clear, i will return back to him.

at this point, i am not sure what is going to happen in terms of argentina. it has been hard to shake this flu because it is just so darn cold out here. . . taking a shower is pretty much asking for pneumonia, so i cant really get hot unless i take the japanese bath. the bath takes a while to heat up, so sometimes all i can get is lukewarm. i have been holed up in my little drafty room, under the canopy of heavy blankets, with the sheets pulled up over my face. this seems to work, but please pray that the weather will turn sunny again. it was sunny for a little while this morning before the clouds returned.

if i am not well enough to travel to argentina, i plan to stay with my friends in sao paulo. there is snow in argentina, so i dont want to push my body too much. i will see how i do by the end of our paraguay ministry. thankfully, my team is very supportive, and i am not the first one to have gotten sick. christine had a similar experience two years ago, so she was the one who reassured me about the doctors competence and reliability.

other than my health, i have just been hanging out in my room, talking to the visitors and my teammates when they pop in. i think i have been unconscious more times than i have been conscious ever since i came here to paraguay, so i feel bad about not being able to minister more. but, i have been able to pray, laying awake at night staring at the glow in the dark stars plastered on makotos ceilings, and listening to the crazy cacophony of roosters in the middle of the night. it is quite unreal, remembering where i am, and at the same time, wishing for the comforts of home.

i will see how i feel tomorrow, i want to call home, but i am not sure how crazy expensive it will be. . . i will keep you updated on the effect of the antibiotics on my condition, so pray that these drugs will be sufficient. thanks for all of your prayers. i miss all of you so very much. mommy, try not to worry too much okay? i think this place is notorious for the amount of jems workers that get sick here. nicole barrios, our director, was bedridden for two whole weeks the last time she came here. alrighties. i am going back to bed now. . . we just finished dinner, and i am feeling achy again. goodness, i miss you. . . pray psalms 91 for me, okay? i have been clinging to it like superglue on a broken shoe. . . hee hee. no really, i think i have memorized it in spanish too, just for the peace and reassurance it brings me when i am feeling so scared about my health.

love, sumiko

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