Sunday will be known as the day of "wait" because that is what we pretty much did all day....wait. After we got up and had devo we went to the airport to wait for the rest of the team to arrive. Luckily the traffic jam was over and we made it to the airport on time so that we would have plenty of time to wait. After parking the buses we went inside to the area where you wait for people to come through customs. I waited standing, sitting, leaning against the wall, sitting and standing somemore. I even played with a little girl to pass the time while we waited. Finally a few seats opened and Margaret, Judy, Leslie and I sat to wait. Eventually the torchers began filtering through and we helped them get their luggage to the buses.
We then headed across the street to eat lunch. Judy, Brett, Mark, Wyeth, Ryan, Collin and I ate at Little Ceasers where we had 2 slices and a drink for $1.35. Pretty awesome.
After we were done we loaded up on the buses and headed back to the mission to unload and have orientation. Once we got to the mission house it began to rain, rain, and rain some more. I now know what it is like to be in the boweling alley when God gets a strike....it is LOUD!
After everyone unpacked and changed we loaded the buses again and headed out for dinner in Santa Lucia at the Santa Lucia resort resrant. While there a couple of things happened: 1. Ryan choked and the hymlick was administered 2: Matt's leg looked really bad (I'll get to this later).
Ryan was fine after Dr. Tom and Ben did the abdomen punch and I played a game of bench leaping. Matt on the other hand did not fare as well. Matt had gotten bitten the week before by what we now think was a spider. Some where between his home and Honduras it began to get infected. Judy and I made our assessment of the situation and decided that he needed to go to the ER. But, first we all went to the oldest Catholic Church in the western hemisphere, the Santa Lucia Church. While we were all unloading Judy decided to play tag with one of the buses. She almost was made into a school bus concrete wall sandwich. We did our thing and sang worship songs, took pictures and OH I almost forgot. On the way to the church when we were walking from the resort we had to walk up this huge hill that we had previously walked down. We met a dog that Mark named noodles and Margaret lost a lung.
Anyway, after evening devo we headed back to the mission house, but Judy, Terry, Rudy and I took Matt (from above) to the ER at the Honduras Medical Center to get his spider bite looked at. We walked right in and were in a room within 2 min. That would never happen in the States. Turned out that Matt had staff in the bite and would have to be admitted so that he could have IV antibiotics and stuff.
We made a video of Matt lying on the gurney. ...pretty funny stuff.
So ends day 2.
10 comments:
Shout out to ben cooper for saving a life!
You forgot about being sent to the eighth circle of hell on the bus with Margaret, and the paparatzi photographer at the church! :)
And shout out to God for not allowing the inappropriately administered himlech maneuver to make a choking situation even worse! {sheesh - everyone knows you're not supposed to do that when the person can still breathe!}
Geez, tough crowd Ben! At least Ben didn't just stand around and wait. However, that would fit perfectly in this blog..."Judy and I rushed over to Ryan. We stood around and waited, waited to see if he would die. He didn't because Ben jumped in a saved the day."
Thank you Les!! But I must set the record straight!!
As the ill-informed Dr. Mitchell stated..I DID give Ryan a "punch" or two while he was able to breathe...Wheat our esteemed friend is apparently unaware of is the Ryan WAS NOT breathing for a period of time prior to me starting the "procedure". After a few "punches" he then BEGAN to breathe again, unbeknownst to me, so I continued to "punch" until I was verbally assaulted for doing so. Now, Dr. Mitchell, aren't you ashamed of yourself?
Dr. Heimlich
Once again, Shout out to Ben for saving a life!! Yip! Yip!
BENjamin, don't make me come down to FL and beat you!!
I'm staying out of it. I just provide the cliff notes to Honduras 2007.
I think you've hit the nail on the head (not your thumb, Tricky) Jude. To beat me, you would have to come to Florida for a visit. Now, I know the main attraction has moved from Sarasota back to Nash-Vegas, but don't forget the Coopers!! Yip Yip!!
yay for the Coops & their beach escape... yip, yip, yippers!!
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