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Tuesday, August the fifth. The year 2014. All the clothes tightly rolled and shoved inside “jebra” bags, all the schoolbooks packed in sturdy boxes, all the indispensable cellphone and laptop rechargers safely (but rather unkindly) thrown into bags, all the dishes washed, the kitchen spick-and-span — we were all set to go! Tomorrow, we’d start on our trip to the mountains at 6AM!
Packing is always tiring, but the anticipation of returning to our beloved village-home spurred our tired hands and feet to further tasks.
“Baba? Let’s go! When are we going to Palung?” my little brother Sumpurna is ever the impatient one to start! Kicking up his heels and lying placidly on the couch, he is a big motivator, indeed — a good cheerleader, though not exactly a helper. But now, at last, the packing was all done.
Too bad my sister Upasana was feeling a bit unwell. But she would probably get over that fever overnight. . .
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Wednesday, August the sixth. The year 2014. Morning dawned, we hit the road. Not all of us went, though. Only Baba and Upa went to the hospital. Examinations, prescriptions, and an order to rest — we resigned ourselves to a normal day, hoping to travel in several days. She had caught the circulating virus.
Thursday, August the seventh. The year 2014.Sumpurna got sick, too. A raging fever of 105, an 11-cm spleen (it should have been 4), tonsillitis, mouth sores, and what not. A praise: it was not malaria!
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Some highlights:
My brother was assigned in a second story room. My father heard a beeping horn. Looking outside, he saw the pediatrician honking his motorcycle horn and waving at Sumpurna.
“Blowing the horn is not allowed in the hospital area. Isn’t it, Baba?” he said.
Another time, the pediatrician asked my brother who his best friend was.
“Didi,” he replied.
I approve.
Friday, August the eighth. The year 2014. Brother came home from the hospital — not sent — came. He still had the needle-whatchamacallit in his wrist, poor boy! He wanted me to post the pictures here, so here they are, for “all the world to see” (according to him).
Saturday, August the ninth. The year 2014. There was no way of going to the village 2 hours away for the church meeting, so Saturday was not really a Saturday that day. Watched youtube videos “How to Teach Your Child to Swim,” “Three Little Pigs,” “Little Red Riding Hood,” and the Berenstain Bears. I had to watch ever single one with him — content check, music check, etc., etc.
Sunday, August the tenth. The year 2014. Upa is better. Sumpurna finished all 7 doses of his intravenous medicine this evening. Tomorrow, we are planning to go to Palung. This week was an unexpected bend for us all. But, our Father worked it all out according to His perfect plan that He had established before the foundations of the earth were laid!
The special verses God used to speak to me this week:
“Give us help from trouble: for vain is the help of man. Through God we shall do valiantly: for he it is that shall tread down our enemies” (Ps. 60:11-12).
“From the end of the earth will I cry unto thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I” (Ps. 61:2).
