More Baby Steps

In Uganda last year, my aversion to seeking medical attention was effectively stamped out. One can only projectile vomit for so long before thinking it might be time to see a doctor. This year, as I stated in an earlier blog, I am going to overcome my fear of birds. In efforts to keep everyone up-to-date on my progress, I've attached a photo depicting the leaps and bounds I've made in this endeavor of mine.


Please note how terribly hideous that bird is. Also note there are birds above my head as well. I'm rather pleased with myself.

However, I sadly cannot claim to have triumphed completely over my issue. When I returned home from my trip this weekend, I turned on the light only to find bird poop everywhere. On my computer, my books, some papers, bed, windows, backpack, floor, pens: everywhere. (I am actually wondering whether there was a flock of birds that commandeered my room; I don't believe it is possible for one bird to produce that much waste). After dousing all my belongings in bleach, I managed to calm down a bit. Unfortunately, my room still reeks strongly of about three different household cleaners, and I am still a little wary of touching anything.