Saturday, March 27, 2010

24 and counting.....

Here we go...plane tickets were purchased for our group that will be ministering in Uganda in April. I am already overwhelmed and completely excited. I got my last shot Friday and dropped by prescriptions for anti-malaria medication, anti-biotics and something in case of an unmanageable migraine.

Rarely, but every once in a while, my migraine prescriptions don't take effect or I can't keep them down with the nausea and end up in the ER where I am sure everyone thinks I am nuts, because when the pain gets to "emergency room" level, I am usually found waiting my turn on my knees on the floor, head in my hands on the seat of a chair and praying out loud.

Yes, I said out loud. I have no idea what anybodies reaction is, because in this scenario, I am beyond the ability to open my eyes because even the light through a keyhole in a dark room will surely pierce right through my eyes and strike my brain, like lightning. So, I don't look and I don't need to know that they are moving away from the crazy woman, and I believe the nurses might even thank me for scaring a few into thinking they aren't going to stick around to catch the headache or religion.

Anyway, the nearest hospital to where we will be staying is 4 hours away and I think I would throw myself under the car if I have to travel that far in migraine condition. So, I am praying I don't have to use this pressurized injectionable needleless-air-thingy or bride someone else to do it to me, but don't doubt I will if I have to, and the rest of Uganda will thank me, because lets be honest, a crazy white woman running around holding her head praying in a language they don't understand could just maybe bring on a slightly precarious reaction from the locals. You might want to keep CNN on your remote while I'm gone, just in case.

Filled out my Visa application and Uganda will be so happy to welcome me into their country for a hundred bucks. Kinkos was very happy to accept my $15.00 for two tiny terrible photos as a send off. I have to also show proof of an immunization for Yellow Fever. None of the other 4 I needed (according to the travel nurse), like Typhoid and Hepatitis need to proven, cause I guess they aren't worried about me bringing those babies home as a souvenir, but yellow fever, they need proof. That one, they want to keep in Uganda, no sharing that with US family and friends, I guess. Well, maybe for another $100.00 bucks.

We are flying Emirates Airlines 15 hours to Dubai, 12 hour layover and then another 8 hours to Entebbe, Uganda. The terminal in Dubai has a hotel right at the airport I guess where they will give us rooms, free of charge for the layover so we won't be just roaming around. I guess even Dubai has heard about my migraines, so who could blame them. But I am thinking after 16 hours in an airplane seat, I am gonna look for a tread mill for those 12 hours. Can you take Tylenol PM again after the first 8hours of knock out sleep, for the second 1/2 of the flight?? And I think we loose a day with the date line or something, so really, I will need both nights sleep because of the lost night with the time change right? Ya, and they are gonna take me international...I know.

My goodness, the food on the flight...and 16 hours, how many times will they wake me from my Tylenol coma and bring me food, but I can choose, a Hindu meal, Muslim meal, bland meal, standard meal, vegetarian meal, lactose free meal, medium meal, I'm still looking for the varietal chocolate meal, before I settle for something else. Perhaps I will order piece-meal AKA sampler plate? Or for heaven's sake if we have the Hindu-Muslim-vegetarian, couldn't that really be called "World Peace meal"? In which case, I will definitely partake but probably not remember because of the overdose of PM. I'll have someone take pictures.

I went to the Thrift store on $2.00 day and bought my clothing. In my natural fashion sense, I'm not much of a skirt girl and dresses and skirts must be below the knee. So I cleaned up at the Salvation Army and am culture and fashion friendly for the village, I I said stay close to CNN for updates.

My brother gave me a TON of fabric from his leftovers. He is the master of quilting and had a bunch of 1/2 yard pieces. So my new seamstress friend "AD" and I are making pillow case dresses to take along to any little girls that can use them. One of my suppliers sent me baseball jerseys for the boys. I have been warned about giving anything out. I guess the kids are pretty ruthless about taking things from one another that have any value at all. So I will be checking that out and may wait until the end of the trip when I travel to the Compassion project on the other side of the country to visit my Ruth. She has no idea I am coming and won't until I actually arrive in the country. We have been sponsoring her for about 10 years and she is 16 now. Beautiful and nearly a grown woman. Here are some pictures from the last couple of years.

Here is the most recent...I know, she's beautiful!

Each time we send a little extra, we get a picture and description with a thank you note, of what she bought with the money. She even choose that goat I guess. Anyway, I wish I could tell just how tall or what size she it, because I would love to bring her something to wear. She looks tall to me, but I don't know if I should take a chance or not. I am going to bring her tons of beads

to make jewelry. Perhaps she will make things for fun, or maybe it will be something that she could make and sell. I don't know. I would love to bring her mother, a widow and her siblings something also. I am hoping once I get into the country, I will know best what to do. Compassion allows and even encourages small gifts, but the items on the list of recommendations seem to be aimed at younger children. It will be a 9 hour drive with a Compassion driver to get from the village were the rest of the team is to where she is and will take three days to complete the trip and end up back in Entebbe where I meet up again with the rest of the team.

Oh my word, the pictures and video of our meeting. I am praying my driver speaks English and will learn to use my camera so we have it recorded for the rest of my family. Oh and that he isn't completely ready to run for the Ugandan hills after being in a car with me for 9 hours. Perhaps Compassion offers their own version of Tylenol PM and peace meals.

24 days and counting...

1 comment:

Kristen Plum said...

24 days?!!!!! I so so so wish I was really wish I was. But I LOVE hearing all your excitement and details. I'm so jealous for all the African snuggles you are going to get.