Now that was a good one…

In our village in Chad, there was a small clinic for basic medical care.  “Basic” included minor surgery performed on a plastic-draped table outside in the sun because they had no electricity.  They had no disposable needles, so needles were “sterilized” in a pressure cooker on an open fire.  Over time, with multiple use, they obviously became dull.  This did not seem to present a problem for the villagers.  As one patient told us, “That was a good one – it really hurt!”  It appears like I might miss the nasty, early side effects of chemo. I sure hope that doesn’t mean it’s not a “good one”.   🙂

It felt good to sleep in our own bed last night, damp though it may be.  We haven’t gotten the electric blanket (to dry out the bed) going yet, it kept shutting off, probably because we need a larger voltage converter.  The cat jumped on the bed early this morning and woke me up.  (The cat has been almost a nuisance trying to get between me and my laptop this morning.)

Dave is heading off to school to teach today.  There have been four people filling in for him, including the principal, the chaplain, the Math Dept. Head, and another staff member who has taught math off and on in the past.  Short-staffed though they are, covering Dave’s classes was not too hard to do because there were several people able to pitch in.  Some more new staff have gotten their visas and arrived, though there are still three from Canada that have not. The student body is significantly larger, there has been quite a bit of remodeling and the whole structure has changed from having an Elementary, Middle and High School, to having a Junior School (K-6) and a Senior School (7-12).  We heard last night that the changes appear to be going well.  If you don’t learn flexibility at Woodstock…

Today, I will: Make lists.  Take naps.  Answer the phone.  Try to do laundry even though the leaky gasket is not yet fixed.  Respond to emails.  Pray.  Nap.  Take my first shower.  Watch a movie.  Take a walk up to Sister’s Bazaar and maybe even a little ways around the chukkars.

As always, we are grateful and overwhelmed by the love, care and concern coming our way, and by all of the prayers offered up on our behalf.  This is a bit of a limbo for us as we try to figure out our “routine” for now and begin to sort through the options and obstacles for the near future.  The far future is so totally out of our hands, it’s almost unimaginable.

For now, we walk by grace alone, sustained by God’s love and your prayers.

Peace,
Cookie

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2 Responses to Now that was a good one…

  1. cookie says:

    Dear Andrea,

    It is great to hear from you and we really appreciate the prayers. I hope I can continue with the same faith as I have begun, but this is just the beginning of what could turn out to be a long and difficult road. Today, I can still taste my breakfast, I slept well and I’m getting company. What more can I ask?

    Love,
    Cookie

  2. Andrea says:

    Hi Cookie & Dave,
    I just want you to know that we read your blog with much anticipation. I was happy to see that you are posting again. You are a great writer. Really. Plus, you’ve been on my mind a lot more lately, and hearing your positive view of life in first-person is beauty to behold. I am praying for you, Cookie. And I’m also praying for me! That I have the same attitude if/when I face similar challenges! You are an inspiration. God has obviously been at work in your life for a long time.

    So keep posting. (And if you’re not feeling quite so positive one of these days, it’s ok, too! In fact, it means you’re human.)

    With love,
    Andrea Regier (and I’m sure Ben would send his greetings, as well, but he’s in Texas with MMN.)

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