I haven't written in a few days because not a lot has been happening. With Daniella passing away and with me feeling super sick for 10 days with some sort of parasite, I have spent most of my time (whenever I have been able to) this past week in bed or in the washroom unfortunately.
I am now getting to that awkward point of my trip where I know I am leaving in a few short days and it sucks and I start to lose motivation to do anything because it starts setting in that I'll be gone this time next week and I start to feel like 'what's the point?' I know that's not the best attitude to have but honestly it's really hard getting so involved and getting my heart invested here for a short period of time. 2 months might seem long enough, but it isn't when you feel at home. It somehow ends up feeling like a dangerous and irrational thing to do. To come to Uganda and fall in love with it all over again and to get even more attached and then to go back to my normal-every-day-life where everything is completely different and I have to readjust all over again. I remember feeling this way my last trip. The closer it got to the end of my trip the more I started hiding in my room and feeling like laying in bed all day and the less motivated I became to get up and go with the same enthusiasm I had my first day. I am starting to relive those feelings all over again.
Of course I am still going to make the most of the remaining time I have here and try not to be upset, but the end of the trip is always the worst. I just suck at goodbyes and at leaving people. I almost cried today in the library thinking about the fact that I won't be able to see these kids continue to grow and thrive. We have been working with them in the library for weeks as they haven't been attending school and I have seen them blossom and now they finally have the chance to attend school next term and I really wish I was going to be around to see that happen. But I will remember them all and promise myself to get updates from Carli and whenever I come back I will find them and hopefully they will remember me also.
It's always at this time that I start feeling super homesick and wishing I could just go home. If I have to leave, I want to be at home where I am comfortable. But this time I am taking a detour and though I am excited for the experiences I will have in Europe, part of me thinks that August 17th (the day I fly home) seems soooo far away still. I know once I arrive in Copenhagen my spirits will be lifted and I'll be able to enjoy my time in Sweden and all will be wonderful. But at this point in time everything sucks, haha. That's an exaggeration, but I hope you can understand what I am getting at.
Today was my last day at the nursery school for Friday clinics. I didn't remove any jiggers..however only 1 kid had them today which is AMAZING! Our little trooper Hakram is currently jigger free for the first time which was so beautiful to see. And all the kids I have been treating for ringworm have improved greatly. I got the school to get all the kids together to take a group photo and they turned out great:
Bye Mzungu!
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