Yesterday I woke up feeling nauseous and less than
motivated to travel to placement. I
contemplated staying in the warmth of my bed but painfully pulled myself out
anyways. I choked down some oatmeal only causing minimal irritation to the not 1, not 2, but 3 sores in my mouth. I’m not
sure where these came from, but I can only assume it is from eating spicy food
all of the time. For the past week and a
half eating has been a struggle & brushing my teeth has been just about traumatizing.
Anyways, Edward & I arrived at the
station a bit early so we decided to sit for a bit and drink some coffee. Afterwards, we headed up the stairs to get on
the other side of the platform. As we are walking up, Edward trips and I grab on
to him in an attempt to save him. Before I know it, I am loosing balance and
start falling forward. My shoe slips off and my foot catches on to the step and
gets slashed by something sharp. At first I’m laughing at how goofy we must
look and then I realize that my foot hurts a little bit. I look down and blood
is literally flowing from my foot. There is a pool of blood in my Birkenstock
and a trail of blood leading to the top of the stairs. In typical Indian
fashion a small crowd starts to form around us yelling out directions in Tamil
of what to do next. Edwards is dragging me across the flat and I am doing my
best to hop along. Obviously, my biggest
concern was saving my Birks, I love those babies more than anything! We fixed a
bandage out of his handkerchief and cleaned it once we got to WIN. However, we
needed to be in Pudupakkam an hour ago so we had to walk 2 km as quickly as
possible. I felt like a wounded solider as I dragged myself along the cracked
earth in the blazing afternoon heat. The
whole time I was fantasying about how my day would have gone if I just stayed in
my bed. Although my mobility is a bit limited currently, the sheer
ridiculousness of it all makes me giggle. Edward was the biggest trooper of all
dealing with my foot issues and not to mention that the sole of his shoe got
ripped off as well!
I write all this as I am about to leave for 5 days
on a trip to Hyderbad. There will be lots of walking and lots of spicy foods.
Hopefully I will be alive by the end of it!
xoxo,
Becca
I hope you are okay. Does your foot/leg still hurt??
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Obviously, the expectation levels are always high, and they are again. So, we'll just get ready to take the journey.
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