Frustrations.

Well, let's be real, of course things were bound to go slightly downhill after holding baby lions.  It's not like life could get better from there.

So the first and least frustrating thing is that my first test is tomorrow.  Art History.  The professor gave us the exam question today in lecture...so not really worried about that one. It will be difficult to try and write how she wants me to write since I really have no clue what she is looking for, but it is also my first test here and I am aware of that so I just want to get it over with.

Second.  I have a double ear infection.  I am on my 4th round of antibiotics (5th round of drugs including the 'roids).  I now also have to get weekly shots in an unpleasant area.  My immune system is very needy and likes to require my attention all. the. time.  This seems to be the norm for me so I'm fighting through it and trying to not let it bring me down.  Next week I will go back to the doctor to get an ENT referral. Maybe Africa will finally figure out what's wrong with me?  Probably not. But hey, here's to hoping.

Third. Fire Drill. 4:30 am.  Alarm is located right outside my door.  Did I mention the double ear infection? Did I also mention I have a dawnie (7:45 am class) every Thursday? (That is extremely frustrating in itself).  Of course on the day I am already sleep deprived, I am awakened by an obnoxious noise that sounds like a car accident without the crash.  And of course it is practically impossible to fall back asleep when i know I have to wake up again in an hour and a half.  This morning was a definite strugglecoaster.

Fouth.  I have still not been able to volunteer.  This is by far the most frustrating thing I have encountered here so far.  Volunteering was one of the main reasons I decided to come to Rhodes.  I have been here almost a month and have not gotten to do anything yet.  I was supposed to start last Monday with the support group, but it had to be pushed back a week due to lack of facilities.  Today I was supposed to start volunteering at the preschool for children who are HIV infected.  I was supposed to meet the coordinator at 9:45 so that she could drive me to the preschool and then she would pick me up at noon to bring me back.  Well at 10:02 it started raining and I was waiting outside without an umbrella or a jacket, so I decided I wasn't going to make it today.  I am really hoping everything goes smoothly next week, and I am planning on also volunteering at the pediatric wing of the local hospital.  I am sure once things get rolling I will feel much better.

And if they don't, I plan on dropping out and working at the Lion Park until I come home.  Mom, Dad, thoughts?