Bug bite... stop itching...

I must say you know you've been in India a while when you dont care if theres a spider on you and you burp out loud without thinking. I have been in India over a month now and I can't say I've ever loved somewhere so much. I wish I could say I missed people back home and to an extent I do, dont worry, but its hard to miss back home when where I am is so amazing. I work like crazy but I dont even consider it work because its so fun, I even like charting now. I am in love with the girls in the female ward right now, I spend most nights talking to them, even though we speak different languages. Richardson always comes in and asks me why I'm sitting in there and I tell him I'm talking to the patients and he's always so confused of how I'm talking to them, but usually at least one of them knows a little English. The staff here has become my family, the director and his wife are like my parents and the rest are like my brothers and sisters, it works well because they all call me sister becuase thats what you call nurses, so I now respond to sister.
The directors wife, Mrs. Abraham, loves me, which is good becuase she's high up, so really if anything went wrong with another staff member I could have them yelled at even if I was in the wrong, not that that would ever happen. Today she told me I shouldn't go home, just stay here and work, and I told her I would gladly if I wasn't 20,000 dollars in debt from my education. It would take a long time to pay that off if I only made 50-100 dollars a month. I had three goals in my life, one was to go to the opera, second was to go to Africa, and third was to become a nurse. I feel like I have reached all the goals I have set because I do everything the nurses do here. I'll have to start setting some new goals, ha. I have so much I could write, stories about a woman who had lost her husband, a child, so now she's a single mother with one child and is living with AIDS. Theres also another boy, 10 years old, TB and AIDS, his father was admitted also, I gave him bubbles and made him smile. A 40 year old mother who just found out she had AIDS and crys all the time now. Laxmi who has also lost a child and her husband and now is being taken care of by her sister. The laughs I have shared with them over trying to speak Kannada. The endless times I have walked away from the hospital hoping that the time away from it would go quickly. Countless hours I've spent during the night praying. The amount of love God has placed in my heart for this place and these people. Oh how I could go on.
But now I must go do nightly rounds so maybe I'll have a better post later :).

I miss and love you all!!!