I prayed for alone time, warm, to have lots of time with my sister, to meet the locals. I prayed to get some rest and to have a nice bed to sleep in. I prayed to eat vegetables and to have a warm shower. I even prayed for cereal and milk.
God answered my prayers. Not quite the way I had in mind
I was in a warm building with my very own bed. All the people in the ward with me where 50 year old Irish folks. You know I love me some old people. I had nothing to do so rest was easy to come by. The only visiting hours the hospital would allow was from 2-4 and 6-8:30 so I had plenty of alone time, but when ever those visitation times rolled around my sis was there so we had a lot of quality time. Also every morning for breakfast I had Rice Krispies with cold milk and for lunch and dinner there was meat and veggies. Thank you lord for answering my prayers, even if it was through malaria.
