Out of meds and still sick...
July 24, 2005
Woke up with a bit of a fever again today. Everyone in camp is sick and I think the person who swilled out of my water bottle is probably just as miserable as I am. As Beth says, Jesus punishes. But what is he punishing ME for? I’ve been good.
As I mentioned, I am now out of my NyQuil, Tums, throat lozenges, have taken my 10 days of antibiotics (thanks to my doc for sending a dose up here with me, just in case), and have 1 DayQuil capsule left.
I tried sending smoke signals to the nearest Walgreens, but the wind is blowing in the wrong direction and I can’t seem to make the connection. I’m saving my last DayQuil for my flight home, so that I’m clear headed when I reach border patrol again. Looking forward to my final encounter with the woman with the gold teeth and telling them once again that neither of my brothers were ever in Russia, nor have they committed any crimes here.
Most of the new vocabulary that I teach them is spoken in English, as they have very few Russian words that describe items. When they’re talking in Russian and I hear an English word, I look at them as if I understand and they try to include me in the conversation. At that point, I just nod, then say "nyet, camera" and they laugh. Everyone here remembers that story. (See Archives, June 11 and 12th if you don't remember the "Almost International Incident")
Today was Ice Cream Day. It was good! Sorry no pictures or letters today, as I just want to hit the sack.
Thanks for the pictures of your dad’s birthday. I look forward to seeing you in person in that little green skirt.
Love,
Tae
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