Hindrance

It's 8:30pm. I'm in my room listening to the sounds of the street below. My keyboard is clicking away to the beat of the Spanish flowing from my mind. It's a slow rhythm that threatens to lull me to sleep but the hard wooden chair isn't allowing dreaming tonight. A few more sentences...a few pages later...my bed awaits. A strange feeling washes over me. My eyes itch. My breath grows short...
 

ACHOOOOOO!


I need a Kleenx. Bad. An instant waterfall from my nose forces me to jump from my chair. I grasp wildly at a roll of toilet paper on the table. Relief. 

Unfortunately, this is a nightly occurrence. I sit at the that table and work diligently. I try my best to conquer my assignments. It's just such a hindrance to be allergic to homework!

You WILL Get Sick

     Thank you dear Guatemala students of past years for the letter to us newbies that so directly stated that I will get sick in Guate. You all know the future! Episode 1 of mysterious illness is passed! Yay! I'm not sure what it was exactly but I feel better now thankfully. My second day of language school (yesterday) was difficult due to no sleep the night before due to stomach pain. I ate all the same things the rest of the people in our house ate and nothing more...and yet I was the only one ill. It all started when I was doing my homework. The only way I can describe it is that my body felt "minty" inside and out. Freezing and burning and tingling. Waves of mintyness washed over me as I tried to do my homework. The minty feeling was kinda cool and wouldn't have been so bad if it wasn't accompanied by dizziness, lightheadedness, nausea, extreme fatigue, and stomach pain... Well anyway, I went to bed but didn't sleep much. It was a weird night. I'm not sure if it was the fever or just my imagination but I kept waking up to what I thought was a fierce thunderstorm...turned out to be the trucks that shake the house as they drive by my window on the cobblestone streets at night. I get to sleep to a thunderstorm every night!