It was midnight straight up when we heard a woman knocking and yelling at our front door. The rain was coming down and she had just carried her 10 year old son all the way up the 2 steep hills to our clinic. One look at NauTee told me he was in terrible trouble. With a temperature of 105.6 degrees he was at the point of seizures and convulsions. His chills were so severe he could not talk or get a breath. His face, hands, and feet, were blue and white, his body stiff. Quickly I tore the heavy blanket and jacket off and BletJhaw and I began to wash with cool water. Finally we were able to get him to swallow paracetamol, but the chills continued. BletJhaw stayed up all night with him. The antibiotic for scrub typhus kicked in during the next day. Praise the Lord for th!is precious, happy and thankful boy. So thankful to God! So happy we can save lives and teach eternal life!
