Dear Blog Followers,
So for those of you who don’t know (because of my lack of blog posting) I am officially in my site where I will be for the next 2 years, in the beautiful department of El Quiché. I have been in site now for approximately 27 days and I have met some of the most incredible people in my life. I am blessed beyond measure to have been placed in a site where I feel loved and cared for by so many people that I have just met. Spending Christmas here was one of the most remarkable experiences I have ever had and I have to say it was probably the most memorable Christmas I have ever experienced. More pictures and blogs to come about that! (For those of you that haven’t seen my facebook posts…)
So I’m sure you’re wandering why I titled this post “Intestinal Bacterial Infection: 1 Bailey: 0.” Well you’re about to find out. So on December 28th, my friend Mary and I decided to go eat lunch at this restaurant close to my house after she got off work. I got just a plain ole grilled chicken breast and she got some type of chicken covered in some green sauce lol. It looked gross. But mine looked fine. And tasted fine too. (Disclaimer: my stomach is hurting just typing about that chicken). So after Mary left, I got ready for my basketball game and headed to my friend Any’s house. I started feeling strange when I got to Any’s house. My stomach was making all these bubbly noises but it didn’t hurt, it was just a weird feeling. So I just ignored it. It continued with the noises during my basketball game (I joined a basketball team here in my site lol), and afterwards during my dinner with our zumba group (also joined zumba haha). Then when I finally got home at 10:30pm, it got worse, I wanted to throw up but I couldn’t. So I went to bed. Then at 2:30am I was woken up by the sharp stabbing pains in my stomach.
***Disclaimer: this is about to get gross so if you have a weak stomach or are eating something I recommend you to stop lol. To my students reading this- this is for your own good to know when traveling to other countries…***
It was at 2:30am that I realized, either one of two or both of these things had happened. 1, I had been food poisoned from that stupid chicken I ate or 2, I had contracted a parasite from the stupid chicken I ate… After 2:30am, I was in the bathroom every half hour, 15 minutes, 20 minutes with the worlds worst diarrhea and nausea. I didn’t sleep at all that night. Not a wink. At 8:30am I decided that I felt like I was going to die. I had sharp stabbing pains, bloating, nausea, body aches, weakness, and a 100.4 fever, and probably a touch of dehydration. I called the PCMO (Peace Corps Medical Officer) and thankfully Nicole answered (the most precious human in Peace Corps Guatemala). She was like “honey what’s wrong? I’m so sorry you’re sick! What are your symptoms? What did you eat yesterday? Do you have a fever? Here’s what I’m recommending you to do: take a dramamine for your nausea and a Tylenol for your fever, and I’m going to prescribe an antibiotic for you as well because you have an intestinal bacterial infection from the chicken you ate.” Literally she is the best. So anyways, I was literally the walking dead all day yesterday. Sick to my stomach, dry heaves, diarrhea, fever, body aches, all of the above. But like I said before, I am so blessed to have met some amazing people here. I had several people check in on me, call me, my precious friend Any even made me soup and brought it to me because I physically couldn’t leave the house. I also didn’t eat anything for 19 hours. I physically couldn’t. But at 9:00pm last night, I finally got to eat some delicious soup 🙂 And thank god I didn’t wake up once last night to go to the bathroom. And my fever finally broke at some point during the night. So between multiple people checking in on me throughout the day, my own mom keeping up with me all the way from back home, and the PCMO Nicole, and my site mate Zara who brought me a bag full of soups and saltine crackers, I was very well taken care of 🙂
I survived my first (and hopefully my last but I doubt it…) intestinal bacterial infection here in the beautiful country of Guatemala. I still love this country, even more now because I never expected to have so many people care so much about me and my well being. But I thank God everyday that I have many people in my corner. Here’s to another day, and to a new year with no intestinal bacterial infections 🙂