Today was the last day for the team from Canada to help out. I was a little sad to say good bye to them. It's been nice having them with us. One of the men has a birth defect. His arm is not fully developed and he drags one leg when he walks. It has been extremely inspirational to watch him. His disability doesn't slow him down a bit. He works really hard and plays really hard and he always seems happy. The kids loved him. He would finish his lunch and rather than gab with his peers, he got up and played with the kids. He only speaks French, but language was not a barrier for him. The whole team was great, but he stood out most to me. I have a feeling he stands out a lot - in a good way. What an exceptional human being.
Today I actually felt like I was back to normal life. I had my car back, I bought groceries and hangers and hung some of the clothes I had left in the US until now. I moved the Jetty's litter box out of my bedroom since she can go downstairs now. THAT was nice. It's tucked away where nobody has to see it.
The humidity has been insane. It rains every night and most afternoons. My house is growing mildew everywhere downstairs - curtains, walls, the sofa, wooden chair legs. I scrubbed all of that today. Last night poor Jetty was awake with asthma. She's been diagnosed with asthma before, but it was always on cold, snowy days in the winter. I'm pretty sure this time it's from the mildew. I was really worried about her. Did some research while I was awake with her last night and everything says the best treatment is Flovent with a nebeulizer. Wonder how much that will cost. I am thinking I might try some Prednizone in a small dosage first, since it is so situational. Need to study more about that. But I can't stay up every night with a wheezy cat. And the rainy season will get worse in August, so I have to do something.
Misael has been practicing on a 2 wheeled bike for about a week. Lucky for him there are plenty of people willing to push him around. Finally yesterday I told him that if people are going to push him he at least has to pedal or he'll never learn to ride by himself. This morning I was talking to his mom in the kitchen and he came around the corner riding all by himself! I started yelling and cheering and we all ran outside to see him ride. The bike has no brakes, but it's small enough that he can put his feet down to stop. He is still practicing steering.
Preschool class is going well. Today one of the girls brought a kid whom she claimed was two years old. Who knows. He was non-verbal and could not sit in the class room. As much as I want to help all of the kids, when one kid keeps me from teaching all of the others I feel a little frustrated. The others need to get ready for kindergarten and have a lot to learn. I had to completely change our plans for the day, but still he couldn't really participate and I spent most of my time focused on him. I am going to ask Belinda if they can at least be verbal before they come to the preschool class. He couldn't even tell us his name.
Can't believe tomorrow is Friday already! Time flies in Honduras.
