From January 3, 2011: Well on Monday I woke up at 3am to go vomit so that was enjoyable. I continued to throw up and experience all other side effects of my body giving up and dying on me. A few hours later I called the mission president's wife to give her my condition. She concluded that I had developed food poisoning from our meal that was fed to us the day before. It wasn't malaria because I didn't have a headache so that was good news. Sister Smith told me to go and buy some medicine to try and get better. As Elder Orchard and I traveled around thirty minuets to pick up our three weeks subsistence and then the medicine I threw up several more times. I wasn't able to keep the medication down either so we were told to go to the hospital. We got there after throwing up a few more times - telling the nurses what was wrong, them talking to me in Twi while I felt like dying. I was eventually connected to an IV drip, and I eventually got better making the total vomit count at 19.
On Tuesday I was feeling much better, which was a little sad because I invited the nurses to my "call to glory" (funeral). Sister Smith brought some scrambled eggs, toast, jam, and apple juice. The eggs had peppers, onions, and cheese. It was my first time seeing cheese while I have been here because the cost is outrageous and it is only sold in certain places. I was waiting to leave by 10am, but we had to wait for the doctor to tell us we could leave. We were told around 2pm that he was roaming the halls to pass time. We eventually left by 5 and were on our way back to Teshie where we taught one lesson, but I was really drained so we just emailed home to make up for the absence on Monday and went back to the apartment. It's weird now that after I am done being sick, I don't really care as much on getting sick again. I know it wasn't fun and I felt like dying, but the moment just came and went and I know I can survive it so there is no point obsessing over it.
On Wednesday I forgot to write in my journal, but I remember that I was still really drained from being sick, but when we started working and teaching I had energy which I am giving credit to the spirit for while I preached the gospel to the best of my ability.
On Thursday we baptized a man named Christopher Nartey. He was very happy and was confirmed a member of the church and given the gift of the Holy Ghost on Sunday.
On Friday New Years Eve, the Teshie ward had a party. Elder Orchard and I brought our investigators and they were able to have a good time meeting people that are members. The party was full of food, dancing and watching a pirated version on Air Force One. In other churches there was a lot of loud vocal prayers and fun stuff like that. I will try and send an audio clip of what they sound like next week.
On Sunday we went to church, felt the spirit, and gave a baptismal date to a girl named Helen. We also went over to our bishop's house for dinner because Sister Oduro will be returning home from her mission on Wednesday. It was fun to spend some time with the bishop and his family and after when I helped wash dishes.
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