June 9th, Monday.
Man, I tell you what, these past few days have been extremely difficult for me. I had been feeling kind of off since Wed/Thurs maybe, but didn't start feeling really bad until Saturday. We went to Simon Patino's house on saturday morning, who I guess what kind of an idol for monopolizing the tin industry here, and went shopping for bolivianitas (a stone that is only mined in Bolivia). I started feeling pretty awful then, so Kelli and I went home with Juana - I had a fever, my throat hurt, my joints and whole body hurt, I felt nauseous.. ugh it was miserable. So I stayed home Sunday and talked to mom who told me it was probably strep throat and asking Pati if she could get me some antibiotics from a farmacia. I missed a bunch of fun things that day too like trying llama meat and the last soccer game of the season so that stunk, but I learned a few more Spanish medical terms, and I guess it is giving me empathy for those who are sick in foreign countries and made me appreciate modern medicine that's for sure haha. I guess I didn't realize strep sucked so bad. Anyway, I think I'm starting to respond to the antibiotics so hopefully I'll be back to normal very soon. I've felt very homesick these past couple of days, which is weird for me since I know I only have 2 more weeks here. Father, please heal me. And don't allow this to affect my resolve to follow You and find joy in this trip, and to trust that You can use this time in Bolivia for good. Show me Your purpose in this season.
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