”Goats don’t follow the flock, they lead it.”
Today is just one of those days. I woke up tired. My great day yesterday was followed by a not so great night. I do remember waking myself up a few times moaning. My bed is a mess, the best indicator of restlessness. I’m going to take it easy today. I’m getting good at that. I’m going to eat a Butterfinger. I am also good at that.
Today is partially cloudy and in the high 60’s. The house still holds a chill from last night. It must be great for sleeping as both dogs are napping. Henry is upstairs on my bed. He doesn’t mind the disarray.
When I was in Peace Corps training in Ghana, we had a large group meeting centered around diseases. The diseases were color coded on the map. Where I was headed had the most color, but I figured I was safe as Peace Corps is big on preventive medicine. We got so many shots one day they ran out of places to put them, but they must have worked. I never did get sick. I did get a burn on my leg from a goat. I was stopped and holding my motorcycle to let a herd of goats go by me when the herd turned and ran into my bike. I dropped it and got burned by the exhaust. I had a scar for a long time. I also had a story.
The only other medical issue I had was an infected mosquito bite. It happened when I was in Accra. The itching from the bite drove me crazy. I scratched too much and opened the bite. As I wore sandals, the open bite became home to who knows what. Once I realized it was infected, I headed to the Peace Corps doctor. He gave me two options. He could drain it or he could just treat it with an antibiotic. He told me that last option would take a while to heal while the draining would be quick to heal. I went with the draining. After the doctor had finished, he told me it would take a while to heal. That was not what he had told me. He agreed and said he’d lied.
I have uke practice tonight. I figure if I laze around all day I’ll be fine. The Butterfinger was delicious!
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