18.09.2008 22 °C
The day after Sam was taken to hospital, I had been invited for breakfast at the home of the Joshi family. The husband, Pudma Nidhi is the Secretary for the Orphanage and his wife, Arya Tiwari is the assistant director for the Nepal Bank. Pudma comes to pick me up with his motorcycle - and I am thinking - this will be fun. My cold is just starting and I do not feel well at all but I go as they are really nice people. The thing about motorcycles here is that only the driver wears a helmet and you hang onto this little bar on the back of the bike. So off we go. It is not that bad except the pollution and smells are even worse. We finally get to his home - a lovely home. His four year old son is a real treat and we did review I am sure every animal in the animal kingdom. His wife gives Pudma and me some eggs and toast - they tasted so good. In Nepal the hostess always eats after the guest - so Pudma and I finish our breakfast - so I thought. About a half hour goes by and I am invited upstairs to the dining room - now we will have breakfast. I can't eat anymore but I do not wish to be rude - so bring it on. In my big plate there is rice, pumpkin shoots and two other things I am not sure what they are. Anyway I am eating and I taste the one thing - it has parts of bone in it and a lot of fat or something. I am thinking to myself this is not good. I think I know what it is - but don't say it or I will be ill. Pudma gets up and brings this little plate to me of brown type meat and says - goat and grave is good but fried goat is better. Now I am not well - but I smile. I try to eat as much as I can and I say I am sorry I am not feeling well. They are very nice about it. After we eat Pudma and Arya talk about Nepal - it was very interesting. They spoke about the Maoist government and the issues of how Nepal is losing it's young people to Indian. They get 32 hours of power a week - they do have hot water and a fridge - this is rare in Nepal. They do have TV as well but with only 32 hours of power a week it becomes very difficult and often the power is off before the end of the week. However they are a lucky family as most do not have control as to when their power will be shut off which is the case where I am living. They are wonderful people and invite me to the big festival in a few weeks time - this is the festival when every family kills a male goat. It is considered to be an honour to come and watch this event - I am thinking how do I get out of this one? This is the second time I have been invited to this type of event - I think I will be sick that day !!!! Arya says she will make me fish instead of goat - I don't know if that makes me feel any better.
Before I leave Padma gives me a book on Buddha that he bought it Japan - it is a very cool book and Arya gives me a bead necklace. It is all good except for the goat that is making strange sounds in my tummy. Padma says to me - let's go see Prakash = Prakash is the Treasurer for the Orphanage as well as owns a trekking business and a tea shop that sells tea gifts to visitors. So off we go - we have a nice visit and all is good except for that goat. After about an hour we leave for home. By this time it is mid-day - and very hot and humid - smells - riding on the back of a motorcycle (I just about lost half a leg at one point), my head is swimming from my cold and that darn goat is really picking up speed. At last we are home. Yes !!!
I had booked a room at of the local hotels in order to get a hot shower - well as soon as Padma leaves, I race to the hotel. I must of ran the whole way - I am excited. I get to my room - it looks just wonderful to me. It really isn't but it has a flush toilet, a bathtub, shower, a bed with sheets and most important hot water. So I take a shower and then a bath - and feeling good after taking the layers of dirt off - but that darn goat. I try to forget about the goat and decide a glass of wine would be nice. That would be nice - so I settle in and have my glass of wine - but that darn goat - I am not well - but I am going to finish that glass of wine. After finishing the wine - I ran back to my room and lost my goat so to speak. After that all I could eat was clear soup. Even when I think about it 5 days later - I can still taste that goat.
The upside was that I was able to sleep on a sort of real bed and have hot water - oh and let's not forget the flush toilet (my def'n of happiness has changed a great deal) I know that it will not be until Sept 26th until I see hot water or a bed again.
I get home the next day and Madame tells me that Sam had to go back to the hospital last night as he was very sick again - they gave him different medication but he still does not seem to be doing better. She ask me to take him back to the hospital with Sir (once he comes home) - she also tells me that it is OK if anything happens to one of the children I can decide what is best for them as they trust me - that really scares me a lot.
Anyway after the 3rd dose of medication Sam started to feel better and his fever dropped from 102 to 100 - so there was no need to take back to hospital.
Time to go power is going off again. Have a good weekend!!!