Flurry of Inertia…

Yeah, I buckled.

New job, trip planning, proposal writing… some how S & J got neglected. Sorry. I know I was doing so well but the dog ate the URL! (Actually I’ll blame the cat. Ella peed on it heaven knows she’s peeing on selected sites a lot these days, like the ventilation grate. Have you ever found out an animal peed on your vent, usually vents are connected to vent work like ducting which travels under floors through bulkheads and eventually connects back to your air conditioning/heat making furnace? That was rhetorical. If you said ‘yes’ you’d know a cat with one less life. Let’s just say the husband has renewed his subscription to HowToKillYourCat.com.

So much, no, too much is going on and my brain is in overdrive. I just received the final confirmation about the shoot in Nicaragua. NICARAGUA! Yes. I’m yelling. I started the first round of inoculations. Hep A and B times three rounds, typhoid just one. I’ll say won instead because that one hoits! Full muscle ache. I have a prescription of Malaria pills you take for 5-6 weeks and cypro for the dreaded diarrhea. We brought the camera in to shoot the needle paraphernalia and the tropical diseases reference book and the fun part -the needles going into arms. I asked the nurse to show me where it would go in to the camera guys’ arm, focused then looked away, just in case. I’ve also written a long proposal to ask for partial funding costs for our flights. Since we’re not getting paid for our work and we’re losing pay to be there we thought it was ok to approach various resources for grants. See? No online begging (I think that’s tacky). So a micro-crew -just two of us will spend the best part of five days or more following a group of voluntourists as they build school rooms, visit women’s shelters, orphanages, the city dump, to reach out with medical supplies, clothing, toys, and even just sing for the elderly to uplift their spirits.

Even with the warnings about diseases I think my biggest fear is not wanting to come home.

I hope to blog about the experience just to clear out my thoughts.

Kind of like a vent (without the cat pee).