monday

Today was quite the day. One of those, "oh man I did not eat enough breakfast for this" kind of day. My boss is in America again for a bit so were back to the flying solo. I feel much better about it this go around but it still makes for a more intense week.

Monday started off with the children trapping a giant (bigger than my hand) tarantula and chasing me with it. After several attempts at acting unafraid I lost it. I barricaded myself in the office and watched them put it up against the glass door. My productivity only declined from there. I called my construction friend to come over and find out where the spider was but he couldn't find it and had "quit being such a girl" to offer as his brilliant words of wisdom. I eventually left my office for lunch, only to find a crab bigger than my laptop (no exaggeration) under my desk. Other than the fishy smell, SO glad it was just a crab. Those extra 2 legs make a world of a difference.

30 minutes later I am on my way to Port-au-Prince with the same friend I asked to rescue me from the spider. A work injury is taking our day on a detour to the hospital. Halfway there we pull over to meet our American nurse so she can put his IV in. If you know me, you know this almost beats out the tarantula and as I attempt to be the brave one, I begin to get light headed. We both made it. I sang soft kitty and he ate a sucker, in the manliest and most bravest way of course.

From 3-6 we waited at the hospital. He had a few tests and ultimately was more concerned that his plans of watching Elf tonight were being ruined. I promised to act it out the entire 2 hour car ride home but I know its not the same thing.

In case you are worried, he is quite all right. He will go back in the morning for a follow up. in the meantime, I am P double O pooped. Monday has given me more than I bargained for and all I can say is that I hope tomorrow has less creepy crawlies, zero injuries and lots of Christmas cheer.