Greetings!
Well how is everyone? Good, I hope.
Here is my life for the past few weeks, in a nut shell.
A week after the UPG (the role playing I did) I developed a feirce case of posion ivy. All over my legs and face. I went to the doctor's office and got a shot of steriods in my 'hip' and some steroids to take. A few days later the rash had turned bright red, bordering on purple and my eye had swollen shut. Yes, it was a beautiful sight indeed. I went back to the doctor Wed morning, by direct orders of my manager. She gave me antibiotics and eye drops because I had a staph infection, lovely. The next morning I went back for a check up and she said I should be fine. Then the next wed I began to itch all over my torso. That night I broke out in a rash from my neck to waist. So it was back to the doctor's office. The doctor than decided I was allergic to Sulfa- something in the antibiotic and I stopped taking it- hoping the infection didn't come back.
So I have been itchy non stop ever since. Actually my sister in law sent me some vitamins and this morning the rash was gone! I'm still a little itchy though. And my legs are a diaster. They should heal in about two months, wonderful.
This past weekend was Easter- as you know. I went to Houston to spend Easter with Bethany- a friend of my brother/sister in law. And I have to tell you it was incredibly fun. I took a Greyhound Bus- that was an adventure in and of itself.
We went to a church service where Starfield was playing, watched Twilight, hung out with her friends, went shopping, had a homemade meal, dyed Easter eggs, had an Easter egg hunt (I totally found my eggs first) and jsut hung out- it was perfect.
But the part that was the craziest to me was Saturday morning. We delievered Easter baskets to women who are victoms of human trafficing. i thought we were going to ship them off somewhere but no we hand delivered them in Houston. I had no idea something this awful was going on right here. And it was in broad daylight. Basically there are all these "spas" where women are held and then men come in and pay for a massage and other services. A lot of times women are transported between 5 or so differnt spas to be 'fresh' for the customers. They get transported in the middle of the night and many of them don't see daylight for years.
Most of the spas didnt open the doors to us but one of them did. We met Amy and Alice, two chinese women working there. They told us thier boss wasn;t there and when we tried to give them the baskets they were very confused and tried to pay us over and over. But after a few attempts of trying to pray for them they finally let us. We hugged them told them they were beautiful and left. When we were inside a man walked up to the door, saw us there and left because he was ashamed-good! oh also while we were inside we heard noises and a man's voice coming from the back-they had a customer. It was awful.
While Bethany waitde outside of a spa for about five minutes we saw two men come out of a spa. One of them looked like an average man off the street, he could have been and probably was someone's grandfather. Two men drove up and went inside while we wateched- they didn't have any shame. This was in the span of five minutes.
So needless to say that was very eye opening and heart breaking. I want to do more for these women, I just don't know what that looks like yet.
So in other news- I leave for New York City today. For work. I am excited- it is going to be stressful but a really good experiance.
My missions' trip is June 14th- I still don't have any support for it yet and the deadline is fast approaching but God is faithful I am not worried.
Thanks for your continuned prayers I know they are the only way I am making it through this. 12 weeks and I am home for vacation! :) I am very excited!!!
