Thirty-eight days away from leaving - I realized this when I woke up this morning and took my 2nd of 4 typhoid pills. (You can get typhoid immunization in pill form and it lasts for 5 years instead of 2 years, which is how long the injection immunity lasts. And when you're given the option to do 4 shots instead of 5 in one sitting, and you only have 2 arms, you go ahead and take one in pill form.)
I dreamt last night that I arrived in Ghana having not finished the typhoid pill series, and that Hank had somehow come with me. I was worrying about him being safe, me getting typhoid, and how I was going to handle all of it. Thank you, anxiety dreams. Maybe that's my subconscious preparing me. The difficult piece seems to be doing productive things to emotionally prepare while still being bogged down in current work stuff. My day-to-day is still the same, even though big things are coming, and I feel like I don't have time to get ready because I'm having to deal with ongoing job stuff.
Besides emotion management and packing, I still need to:
-Pay the balance of my program fee.
-Find out if my current insurance covers international travel/health and if not, get some.
-Get a Tetanus shot.
-Decide on my anti-malarial and get the prescription called in.
-Figure out exactly how I'm taking my absences at work...hm.
-Keep my fingers crossed that my passport gets returned from the Ghanaian consulate in DC with my visa insert!
And, I keep telling people that I'm "thinking" about doing a blog, when I am actually doing it (the 2nd post makes it real I suppose) but nobody wants to read these sporadic ramblings yet. So if it's July and you're back-reading, oops!
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