the malaria got me

Okay, negative on the mono.
Positive on the tonsilitis.
As well as the malaria.
Well that was a FUN three weeks. I have never wanted to come home since I've been here, but I was a heartbeat away from going to Accra this past weekend and just doing it. Glad I wasn't rash. Its nice to have a whole 4 more weeks to spend with the volunteers and the staff and just with Ghana.
New Years was alright here. We were at a really nice "deserted" beach (with a resort and bungalows.) New Years isn't exactly my favorite day of the year, so its, I guess, a little better that it didn't really feel like New Years, and just a night where we stayed up late. Oh also the meds for the tonsilitis made me sick even though I had a minimal amount to drink. Hoorah. Gotta love the undeserved hang over.
So then we came back to Kumasi. There was a really nice Holiday party at the clinic, and all the staff put their handprints on the NOW FINISHED malnutrition unit. Its too bad I woke up at 3 am the next morning with the malaria.
After my 4th round of throwing up I got a malaria test. Then they tried to give me an IV, but failed miserably and caused unnecessary pain in my veins. They finally gave me a shot to stop the vomiting so I could eat. I only threw up a litle more after that.
So I slept the rest of the weekend, and finished the entire Grapes of Wrath which is entirely too depressing to read when you're not feeling tip-top as it is...
Everyone came in fromKumasi last night and had dinner with us, which was good. When I start to forget why I love it here, they can easily remind me. Today Helene, Eli and I are shopping for last minute gifts and toher things we should have bought months ago.
I promise the next post will actually say something.