Another crazy week....

This past week I am going to write much less---
Monday: Spent the whole day at the clinic with Meagan with Agape and Steven who required IV fluids (a total of 6 ½ hours).
Tuesday: “Under 5 clinic” for the orphanage kids. We brought all babies out of their rooms, weighed them, gave immunizations and any orders that they may need. Next, we did the Haven 2 and that is just an experience within itself. Trying to weigh two year olds in this hanging basket contraption is sometimes tricky. It was definitely fun clinic though
Wednesday: Travel to Livingstone with Kathy to drop Sherry at the airport and to do programs. Meagan and I mainly made reservations for our family who are coming to visit. We did get some good food this day. We drove home to find Paul looking bad again and so we brought him home. It made for a tired Meagan because she worried about him all night.
Thursday: Another outreach to do “Under 5 clinic”. This was a pretty humorous day because we didn’t get an early start because we were all trying to get another IV on Paul. Anyways, we left around noon and on our way… we got stuck in the mud. Our 4-wheel drive truck got totally stuck in the mud when it hasn’t even rained in a week. We found the only mud puddle in Zambia and is was the size of the truck. So, immediately these two ladies come and try to start digging us out with their hands. We try to get it out ourselves, but soon realize this is not going to work. To make this short, we took forever to try to get a hold of someone to come get us out, but by that time, we had collected about 8 men and two women (me included) to push while Louisa drove the truck. I had a couple of firsts…the first time I had a to get myself out of the mud and the first time I was completely sprayed by mud. When got unstuck and then went on our way. The ladies had been waiting with their babies for many hours for us to show up, but were always so gracious to us. Never a complaint about us being late. They actually understand that things happen. Would that ever happen in America? Yeah right. People complain when they don’t get their Big Mac fast enough. How retarded. Anyways, the day ended well and we made it for supper time.
Friday: I was mainly at the orphanage all day helping Meag get a few things organized, but the highlight of the day was taking some of the 2 year old babies to get haircuts. Another great experience to take these babies to these market huts to become bald once again and then get a treat of cheese puffs. Most of them don’t mind because they get a treat. They are beautiful bald babies.

If anyone is interested in sponsoring a baby, please email me. I can give you further information. We probably have ten orphans that aren’t sponsored. They are the sweetest little babies in the world and I think I have picked out mine!

Love you all and thanks for reading. I know it was long, but I haven’t been able to email in a while. Can’t wait to see your faces again…