(This is a pic of Jeanette, "my" girl)The scabies are gone!!
Well, at least we think so. Babies aren't scratching. No new little bumps are popping up and the old ones are fading away. The boy who had them the worst, Ibrahim, was a sad little boy; but due to Nichole holding and loving on him continually and not having scabies anymore, he's starting to come out of his funk. He's walking now (he could walk before and just refused to do so), and he will smile and laugh a little bit. We've discovered that he has a personality!
Now there is another baby girl who is worrying us a little bit. Her name is Alfonsine. She is the surviving sister in a brother-sister set of twins. Her brother died a few months after they arrived at the orphanage; they've been here for about nine months or so. Alfonsine is a beautiful girl. She's really gorgeous. But there is something not normal about her. When you pick her up she hangs on for dear life and will spontaneously freak out. She holds on even tighter and starts screaming. If you put her down she screams (and it's more than a pick-me-back-up cry...it sounds like you've just abandoned her or something); and if you put her in her crib, she cries and starts rocking herself rather violently. Sometimes she throws herself on the ground by your feet and holds on to your feet or the edge of your skirt and just screams and cries real tears. It's hard to watch, and it’s not normal. I don't know if I can really describe what she does, but we've decided to start praying over her and spending more one on one time with her. So on Thursday afternoon I brought her into the house with me for a little bit, and we just hung out. She didn't freak out for the entire thirty or so minutes that she was with me. So that's what I'm going to keep doing and see if we can't love and pray her out of whatever is going on with her.
The rainy season has brought amazing changes to the landscape of Burkina. It hardly looks like the same country. There is millet (which is kind of like corn), their staple food, to (pronounced "toe") is made of, growing everywhere. Right outside the courtyard wall there is some millet growing that we can see from inside the courtyard...it's that high! And it will just keep growing until its time to harvest sometime in October.
I've heard that it is ridiculously hot at home right now, and it’s strange to hear because it's not ridiculously hot here!! The rain comes and cools everything way down. Every night I'm able to sleep comfortably under a sheet and with my ceiling fan on a low setting. There have even been a few cold nights. One in which I had to sleep under a thin blanket, sheet, and in long pants!! It had rained for ten hours and I guess that much rain really cools things off quite a bit!
Well, at least we think so. Babies aren't scratching. No new little bumps are popping up and the old ones are fading away. The boy who had them the worst, Ibrahim, was a sad little boy; but due to Nichole holding and loving on him continually and not having scabies anymore, he's starting to come out of his funk. He's walking now (he could walk before and just refused to do so), and he will smile and laugh a little bit. We've discovered that he has a personality!
Now there is another baby girl who is worrying us a little bit. Her name is Alfonsine. She is the surviving sister in a brother-sister set of twins. Her brother died a few months after they arrived at the orphanage; they've been here for about nine months or so. Alfonsine is a beautiful girl. She's really gorgeous. But there is something not normal about her. When you pick her up she hangs on for dear life and will spontaneously freak out. She holds on even tighter and starts screaming. If you put her down she screams (and it's more than a pick-me-back-up cry...it sounds like you've just abandoned her or something); and if you put her in her crib, she cries and starts rocking herself rather violently. Sometimes she throws herself on the ground by your feet and holds on to your feet or the edge of your skirt and just screams and cries real tears. It's hard to watch, and it’s not normal. I don't know if I can really describe what she does, but we've decided to start praying over her and spending more one on one time with her. So on Thursday afternoon I brought her into the house with me for a little bit, and we just hung out. She didn't freak out for the entire thirty or so minutes that she was with me. So that's what I'm going to keep doing and see if we can't love and pray her out of whatever is going on with her.
The rainy season has brought amazing changes to the landscape of Burkina. It hardly looks like the same country. There is millet (which is kind of like corn), their staple food, to (pronounced "toe") is made of, growing everywhere. Right outside the courtyard wall there is some millet growing that we can see from inside the courtyard...it's that high! And it will just keep growing until its time to harvest sometime in October.I've heard that it is ridiculously hot at home right now, and it’s strange to hear because it's not ridiculously hot here!! The rain comes and cools everything way down. Every night I'm able to sleep comfortably under a sheet and with my ceiling fan on a low setting. There have even been a few cold nights. One in which I had to sleep under a thin blanket, sheet, and in long pants!! It had rained for ten hours and I guess that much rain really cools things off quite a bit!
No comments:
Post a Comment