It was a C or maybe a C-

So during this week of over 300 earthquakes here in Honduras, Lucy got a virus, gave it to everyone else in the house, and then proceeded to develop pneumonia. Now, after days of little to no sleep, everyone in the house catching what Dru has dubbed "The Lu Flu," over 10 hours, 3 Dr.'s visits, 3 antibiotic injections, countless nebulizer treatments, an x-ray, and a blood test later (all for under $50), and a considerable slowing down of our packing and organization to move to "Casa de Esperanza" we are all finally in recovery. Yesterday we began shopping for basic household supplies and a month worth of groceries (A five hour event at over a dozen different stores), and today is our last day of language school. Anyway, we really struggled this week on a lot of levels, but now that we are feeling better and getting some sleep it is amazing how much nicer the world (and our own family members seem) :). So we are at least back to a B. Thanks for the prayers and well wishes.

The Clinic where we took Lu is called Medicentro - and I am calling our room "Medicentro dos" because it has been filled with weds and sickness for the last week - and due to it being air-conditioned to 86 degrees... there are usually at least a couple of us lying around on the king sized bed.

(When I remember this - our 9th home... this is what I will remember)

It has been rumored to me that these hammocks are also usually occupied by at least one person. But when I asked Chrissy why I never got lay in them she said it was because I was "type A" and didn't know how to lay down. I think it is because I am a mom - and we just don't get to. (i have a feeling we are both a little right.


Here is Dru and Lu checking out the x-ray.... too bad I don't scrap book... because that should definitely go somewhere special....


Which brings me to the difficulty of packing. We have been here long enough to accumulate random stuff... like X-rays and outgrown baby items but not long enough to have things that every household might need... say, like a trash can... what to buy, what to pack, what to get rid of.... that is the task for today.... and maybe for tomorrow. Not sure when we are moving because the people who are coming to help us move don't have a phone, so they can't tell us the plan... we have to just wait until they show up and be ready.

How annoying. Sure am glad I'm not those people. Oh wait.. I'm going to be.


On a random note:

Last week before things went so down hill - Dru helped in a skit at a kid's club... he made a great silent Samuel... and now with 3 days of Spanish class under his belt he can go buy us milk!


We have been making fresh squeezed orange juice from lovely green oranges


And we had a missionary fellowship at our house which filled it with songs of praise, sounds of kids laughing, and extra sweat for several hours



And our sweet potatoes that put in 3 weeks ago are almost 4 ft. long - which makes me all the more excited to garden in Honduras and all the more sure I HAVE NO IDEA HOW TO DO THIS!!!