These two papayas came from the tree in front of my apartment. So amazing to walk outside and pick fresh fruit.
I'm not sure if I have strep throat or what. The way the medical system works here, is that you can see a regular doctor but it's expensive. It's not as expensive as a doctor in the US when you have no insurance, but still too much for me working for pesos. Instead you can visit a free doctor who has a little office on the side of the pharmacy. They don't do any testing, or much of an examination. They listen to your symptoms and then prescribe you something. You take your prescription next door and buy the medicine. Instead of counting out your pills they just sell you a box of them. This is not economical because sometimes you have to buy two boxes to have enough and then you have left overs. For my throat infection the box has enough pills for 5 days but I need pills for 7 days. It's frustrating. This is why I don't know what I have. He did no culture. He just looked in my throat and said the equivalent of "yikes!".
Lucky for me it was the weekend so I was able to rest without missing work. However yesterday my new roommate and I had planned a potluck for some of the teachers at my school. My roommate is also a teacher at the school. I've never had a roommate before, and was skeptical of the idea for a long time. I like my space. I like being alone. But when I met J. I knew that we would be great roommates. He has been living here now for about 3 weeks and everything has been peachy. The amount of stress he removed from my shoulders by moving in here has been phenomenal.
Living abroad is a constant struggle. I don't know if it will be for me in the long run, but for now I'm building a new life in a strange country. The small joys make it worthwhile.