Malaria

Sisters were saying that I got a special grace after the peregrination of the Jubilee cross in my mission. The grace of freedom from malaria. Indeed, the first half of the year was my constant struggle with recurring disease. After the cross, suddenly it was over. Till yesterday. Malaria hit back with full vengeance and in the most unfortunate time - when I had a busy weekend, three Masses, the last one in the village with a sacrament of marriage and baptisms. I was able to say the first Mass this morning, then couldn't continue anymore. The catechist led a liturgy of the Word instead of the second Mass, with sister Jennipher giving Holy Communion. I was able to regain some strength in the meantime and we drove to Mwibagi for the wedding Mass of our catechist there. Thank God, the celebration was very lively and joyful, it lifted my spirits and I managed to get through, keeping my nausea and diahorrea in check. Then a huge outpour broke out. What a rain! I could not hold my stomach for longer, so after one hour of waiting for the rain to stop, we had to drive back with literally zero visibility. And now I'm in bed at last, resting as the malaria continues to fight Metakelfin drug which I took yesterday. Either it does not work or works very slowly, because I feel the worst in the whole year!