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Bllarggh.
The coughing. Thankfully, it's not The Hoop. I went to Dr. Stockley today and we chatted about chimps, and Goma, and he asked me if I had any exciting parasites from Goma.
I said that I probably did, but that they were co-habitating with "Moe" quite well and weren't causing a ruckus.
He didn't prescribe me beer, like he did for Eric, but he did give me tons of cough syrup as well as nose-drops to keep my nose from running.
I do feel sort of like death, even though I did get to take a 3 hour long bath this afternoon where I washed my hair and finished reading Memoirs of a Geisha (again) in preparation for renting the movie.
Liz asked me if I would go back and chimp mum for a month while she got things set up in Bukavu. And really, I'm considering it.
Also, I haven't started writing my Columbia essay because I am petrified with fear of rejection. Someone kick me.
The coughing. Thankfully, it's not The Hoop. I went to Dr. Stockley today and we chatted about chimps, and Goma, and he asked me if I had any exciting parasites from Goma.
I said that I probably did, but that they were co-habitating with "Moe" quite well and weren't causing a ruckus.
He didn't prescribe me beer, like he did for Eric, but he did give me tons of cough syrup as well as nose-drops to keep my nose from running.
I do feel sort of like death, even though I did get to take a 3 hour long bath this afternoon where I washed my hair and finished reading Memoirs of a Geisha (again) in preparation for renting the movie.
Liz asked me if I would go back and chimp mum for a month while she got things set up in Bukavu. And really, I'm considering it.
Also, I haven't started writing my Columbia essay because I am petrified with fear of rejection. Someone kick me.
