Another letter from Africa

Heather Loveridge (sort_of_heathery@yahoo.com)
Sent: Fri 8/01/08 11:16 AM
Reply-to: sort_of_heathery@yahoo.com
My last mass e-mail was way long. Because of that, I gave you all a week to recover from reading so much. This one will also be short to make up for it. It will also be short because nothing has really happened this week. (Apart from that Sharece is now dead, but that's not a big deal)
School ended yesterday, so now Sharece and I are moving out of Behenase and into another small village on the outskirts of Kumasi somewhere. I'll miss Behenase so so much! Especially my host mother Helena, she's been pretty much the only person stopping this trip from sucking. Sharece just informed me that she just wrote that in her mass e-mail. That's just proof of how true it is. But anyway, I'm excited to be doing something else and meeting new people. And orphanage-work was what I originally wanted to come to Ghana for anyway, so wahoo!
Um. . . this week was pretty boring.
Sharece and I were still sick after we got back from Mole, so we decided to be checked for Malaria (some of the medical students in our tour-group had told us it would be a good idea because so many people were getting the disease despite their daily medication.) We followed Helena to school in Dominase, and there's a hospital there, so she took us to the lab technician to get checked, which, she told us later, was illegal so we couldn't tell anyone that it happened. It's a simple test, just a finger-prick then they look in the blood to see if there are parasites, and luckily Sharece and I are clean. Since then, we've also gotten a bit better, though it's still difficult to eat anything but Peanut Butter sandwhiches. We decided most of our illness was literal home-sickness. We've been missing home so much lately that our bodies physically reacted, I think. Weird and cool, huh?
You may wonder why I capitalized Peanut Butter. It's because Peanut Butter is a sacred sacred food. It's the only food I can eat plenty of (apart from breakfast foods). Sharece and I think there should be a religion devoted to Peanut Butter and it's awsomeness. We'll probably start one if no one else does. :D
Whoops, I promised this would be short! So I'll end now.
The countdown till I get home is getting smaller and smaller! It helps that the month is now August, and August is the month I'm coming home! I miss you very much, and can't wait to see you again!
Mom, I'm hoping you got this message, because I changed your e-mail address in my accounts but I think I entered it wrong. We'll see.
<3 you all!
Heather