I'm sitting up at 3:27am because I'm worried that the large quantities of blood and vomit that they warned us about at the hospital will seep into the shoes that I brought. That and there is a big crack under the door of my bedroom leading to the balcony where I fear the cockroaches are getting in and are going to crawl all over me. We put the piece of foam from under the hot dog mattress on the floor and it's SO much more comfortable but now I'm worried about the roaches. Then my mind started to wander about the skeeters that have been buzzing around my ears for the last hour. The girls have talked about the countless malaria cases they see at Kenyatta although this is not an endemic area. So who's to say I won't get malaria? The doctor said not to take my pills yet.
So I got out of bed to at least do some writing while I freak out and the first thing I see in the kitchen is....wait for it....yup....a cockroach. I nabbed it with a dishtowel and decided to forego the midnight snack. On my way out of the kitchen, another little bastard was greeting me right in the doorway to the living room. I'm not sure what my deal is. I was so ecstatic to sleep on a flat bed and sleep through the night and here I am with my eyes bugging out of my head. Geez, I really need to toughen up. Alright, must sleep. Oh yeah, and PS. Mom don't worry. I'm sure I'll be fine.
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