and it gets better…..

February 8th, 2008

Today we went to a Peruvian hospital.  Yeah!  Here is how it went.

Today we were inviting everyone over for dinner.  I began cooking in the morning.  I said we were preparing to have our Peruvian church family over.  Hudson wanted to help.  He started cutting oranges before I realized what he was doing and gave himself a nasty cut. 

I am thinking small cut, however there was a lot of blood and I was applying pressure and trying to calm him down, so I didn’t look at it very closely.  An hour later it was still bleeding.  Mike looked at it and felt like it was deep enough for him to get stitches for fear it would get infected.  A little side note - there is a reason we hide the kitchen knives at home. The child thinks he is Emeril Lagasse.  I was mostly nervous about the infection thing because Hudson is very allergic to 2 of the 3 strains of antibiotic.  It puts him in the hospital in the states.

My Mike and Mike Styron (our friend who lives here full time) took him to the hospital.   As they were leaving Chloe said, “I didn’t know they had Doctors here.” and Jackson replied “Chloe, they have Doctors in every part of the world even the most poor countries.  Everyone deserves a doctor.”  All I could think was “Where does he get this stuff?”

Everything went wonderfully.  The doctor cleaned out the wound and put antibiotic sutures on his cut and bandaged it well.  Now we have to have him keep it clean and dry (that is almost laughable) and go back on Monday.   Mike was very impressed with the care.  Chenoa kept me calm saying there was nothing to worry about.  I guess I wasn’t really worried about the cut or the care but the possibility of him having to go on antibiotics.  I can’t even describe to you how horrifying that who process was. (Discovering his allergy to antibiotics)

All I can say is, thank the Good Lord we decided to come 1 week before the conference begins.  Our family is acclimating to the altitude, the culture, the food and the hospital care, so now all of that will be out of the way before the conference begins.

Tonight went well.  The “littles” didn’t quit get it that our “American” church family would not be coming as well as all of our “Peruvian” church family. I made spaghetti in a pot the size of a thimble.  We ate and drank and laughed and prayed and talked about Jesus and the Kingdom of God. In the kingdom of God there are no boundaries, not even language.

Please pray that we don’t get food poisoning.  I am doing much of our cooking, so I am hoping to skirt that issue.  Mike Styron has been sick with a fever all week from eating “bad” food while out and about.  I started taking pictures of our “Peruvian” church family and will start posting them tomorrow.  You can meet some of our extended family. If you are reading this back home, please email me, so I can email you back.  I don’t have every-ones email addy’s saved on this laptop. 

Peace to all.  Wish you where here!

Entry Filed under: International Travel, Family, Life