I remember distinctly the first time I was absolutely certain there were secret clubs out there. It actually was after my Mom died…I had no idea there was a latent, under-the-radar club for people whose Mother had died, but there was and the comraderie was greatly appreciated and enjoyed. There was just something about someone who had been through that before. I then realized that secret clubs are really not all that secret…think about it…it’s just basically stuff that ties us all together…”oh, you’ve been bungy-jumping before?” and boom, you’re in the bungy jumping club.
Our family has joined the Parasite Club. Seriously, the last 4 people I told that we had scabies (basically lice but on your skin), they ALL replied, “Welcome to Thailand!”. What in the world? I mean, there’s no poster in the Bangkok Airport of a nasty bug crawling on your skin thanking you for stepping off the plane into what is secretly Parasite World! But, it seems, we all have entered in…(I think that was what I thought I was “allergic” to…probably got it from a child at one of the orphanages, because it’s taken a while for me to pass it on to everyone in our family!) So…we got all slathered in a “scabicide cream”, which is thankfully able to be purchased without an Rx, unlike all the scabies chumps in America who have to go the doctor.
In conjunction with slathering, we did some “jury-rigged” hot water washing…check out my cauldron below:
We (who am I kidding, I mean, me) boiled water and soaked the clothes because those buggers won’t die at anything less than 122 degrees Fahrenheit. So, after a day of boiling and hanging and slathering, I think we may have made some progress against unseen mites crawling on our skin. “Welcome to Thailand”. Oh, yeah, Buddy’s a platinum member because he just got rid of worms, so he did a double dose of parasites. Typical overachiever.
Besides this, we have welcomed many visitors to our home because we clearly skipped hot and dry season and went straight to rainy season (which means a downpour every afternoon) and had the chance to make new friends. See below:
Tiny’s first kill (he got one two days straight!)
Scorpion 1 of 2
Centipede 1 of 7
An asundry of bloated, drowned frogs greets us every morning
I realized as I was writing this, that I’ve gone and broke the blogging rules again. And now, I must lengthen this “to-this point” ridiculous post with something really important. Our Cadence Cambodian National who ministers to Cambodian Military has been put in prison on trumped-up charges because there are some mob thugs who don’t like what he’s up to. Please pray for him to be strengthened and encouraged and that God would protect his heart in this time. The word is that he’s already leading Bible studies in prison…sounds a lot like the guy who wrote most of the New Testament. Please pray with us.
We love you guys out there…
Jen
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