At 12:45 p.m. on Friday afternoon, I was too late to get blood work at the local laboratory. “Ya es muy tarde,” the receptionist said to me. Come back tomorrow between 7:30 a.m. and 9:30 a.m. I’m thinking, “The doctor is right here, you are here, you don’t look like you are closing[...]
Posts Tagged ‘Gena Thomas’
Pregnant in Latin America – Now What?
My husband and I found out a few days ago that we’ll be parents next July. While the fluctuating emotions swarm our thoughts, we are trying to maintain the balance of excitement and concern for having this child as expats. Finding out you are pregnant in another country can be difficult on many le[...]
November 19th, 2010 - 4:00 pm § in Around Town
Unregistered Nursing
Give me a syringe and call me a doctor, or at least a nurse. It seems after a six dollar visit to the doctor last week, I became one step closer to my nursing degree — if I ever want to get one. The doctor asked my tonsil-swollen husband if he wanted medicine in injection [...][...]
Combat Mosquitoes with Karate Moves
Sweet blood. That’s always been the reason people tell me I frequently get bit by mosquitoes. I’d like to know how to turn it sour. Mosquitoes have been rampant here in northern Mexico for the past five months, and although the amount of them are decreasing as the colder weather approach[...]
Skyping for School
“Back in my day, we had to send letters across the ocean and wait weeks to get a response,” says my pastor who lived in western Europe for 20 years as a missionary. I’ve got it good. Two thousand miles is bridged in seconds with Skype, a program often used by my husband and I [...][...]
Worlds Apart
I am poor by common U.S. standards. When friends and family give to me instead of me having to go to a second-hand shop, I find myself overjoyed. When they buy lunch or coffee for me and my husband, I am humbled. But that humility can turn sour. Sometimes, I feel like a moocher, a [...][...]
Pennyless
Pets are not people, not more worthy of life than humans. I distinctly remember experiencing reverse culture shock to an extreme when I came home for a quick vacation during my teaching stint in Honduras. Fresh off the plane, I went to one of my brother’s lacrosse games. I overheard person aft[...]
