Dengue Fever and the DR blues
Trip Start Sep 05, 2005
48Trip End Nov 07, 2007
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It all started when I went to my site visit. It is a lovely town in the northern region of the country called Pimentel, however, it felt like a town in the united states. It was pretty developed and there were even people who spoke english quite fluently. I began to wonder if I was really going to be making a difference there, or if somewhere in the US would benefit from my help. I decided to stick it out, but I was depressed all week. I also had a headache and was tired all of the time, which made it difficult to understand what people were saying to me. The people I met were all very nice and we visited some beautiful sites while I was there. It wasnt until I got back to the Capital that I found out I had Dengue fever, which explained the depression, headache and tiredness. Dengue fever is transmitted by mosquitos. There is no treatment except a lot of ibuprofen. Two trainees have also gotten Dengue and been sent to the Hospital for a week. Also, during my site visit, a young girl died of Dengue as well. Needless to say, I made it through without having to go to the hospital.
When I returned from my site visit, I may have said too much, because the next thing I know, I am being pulled into the Big Wigg's office and told that they are concerned about my committement to Peace Corps and questioned whether or not I would be an effective volunteer, and how they were thinking of sending me to an english-speaking country! I was very taken aback (at this time I was still suffering from Dengue fever). I didn't know what to do and considered whether or not I should be here. I avoided everyone because I wanted the pain in my stomach to go away, that was not caused by Dengue. The next day, I had an epiphone and decided that no one was going to tell me that I couldn't succeed..not even me. So I called up the director and made an appointment with he and my boss. I met with them and discussed strategies for two hours and convinced them that I could be an effective volunteer and that my language skills would improve. I marched out of there and studied all weekend. YEsterday was the big day where I would take my final oral exam. I ended up doing better than they thought I would, and they decided to let me swear in afterall! My dengue is now gone, and I will be swearing in as an official volunteer tomorrow afterall!
It just goes to prove that if you want something bad enough....well, you know the rest!