The nightmare is over. It turned out that Kiran also got an infection from the hospital likely due to the stint for the IV drip. Anway he is better, Scott is better and we are safely back in gorgeous cold and snowy Philly! I think that it will probably take me a while to get over the emotional aspects of this trip. I generally hate blaming others or harboring emotions of resentment for things in the past because it is just such a waste of time and really only serves to drive me crazy. For whatever reason I am still angry about Kiran and Scott getting Dengue and the circumstances surrounding the illness, my parents reaction to the illness and the magnitude of the decisions we had to make and the knowledge that a small miscalculation on our part could have resulted in a dire situation. So while I am (unsuccessfully) trying to parse out these emotions I haven’t started on any new house projects.
However, after seeing this picture of this mirror for the second time (I initially saw it on Living Etc.) I am inspired! Isn’t it fabulous? I have a couple large vintage mirrors just gathering dust and I would like to paint one of them like this. Maybe I will run out and buy some paint tomorrow after work…
Generally when I don’t post anything for a while I give you some lame reason like “I was busy at work” or “I was having too much fun.” Well that is not so this time. My initial plan when we first went away on vacation was to take pictures of the amazing architecture, textiles and sights of Sri Lanka and post them. I anticipated weeks of relaxing in the sun, hanging out with friends, drinking endless cups of tea, getting tipsy on Sri Lankan beer and mostly spending hours upon hours with Scott and Kiran without a care in the world. Well somehow my idyllic vacation morphed into a nightmare. First Scott was diagnosed with Dengue which is a serious mosquito borne viral infection. Scott was hospitalized for five agonizing days. I spend those days running from the hospital to my parents home to cook for Kiran (he refused to eat anything that anyone else cooked for him) and play with him and then I would spend the nights with Scott in the hospital. I had a short reprieve and then Kiran was also diagnosed with Dengue which can be very serious in infants and toddlers.
As I write this post I can see my poor little boy drugged out listless on the bed in front of me and I am again filled with more despair. Why did I bring him here? He barely smiles anymore and all that I want to do is pick him up, rush to the airport and get on the next flight back to Philly. I alternate between moments of utter despair, short bouts of hopefulness and agonizing hours of disbelief. I can’t believe this is happening to me.
Kiran’s Dengue appears to be under control but he seems to have developed a secondary infection. The doctors are not sure…maybe it is malaria. We’ll know whether it is malaria tomorrow. For now all I can to is hope that my darling Kiran will recover and that he will once again laugh smile and do all the silly little things that he used to do.
So dear readers that is all for now from what was once my beautiful homeland. From now on Sri Lanka will sure to inspire more dread that beauty in my mind.