Tired and Hot

So much has happened today. I had tried posting my blog earlier, but the cable went out just as I was finished with it. Today has been very warm and muggy and I am so hot and tired now that I am not sure how much of my day will be written about tonight.

Oscar, the young man who ransacked the church building a few months ago, was standing outside my door today after Jason had left for visitation. We live in Tegucigalpa which is a big city about 45 minutes from Ojojona where Oscar lives. I was so scared to see him at my house. He is the one person that I don't want knowing where I live. When he is not in his "right mind" he has hurt his mother and sisters with a machete and threatened others. His parents can't do anything with him legally as he is over 21 and considered an adult. Anyway, he had come with another man from Ojojona to look at the truck we have for sale. We are trying to sell the Chevy as it only has seats for four and we are five and also because it is a gas vehicle. Gas is scheduled to rise above the $4.00 a gallon in the next few weeks. I was so scared of what he could do that I put the kids in the house and told them don't open the inner door for anyone but me. I took the outer door key and the truck keys. Praise the Lord he kept me safe and Oscar stayed on the other side of the street from me.

Not long after that while the kids were behaving and playing outside nicely, I went to do a little of my catch-up computer work that has piled up since I got sick. I had asked Audrey to keep an eye on Joey. A few minutes later she came in and told me that Joey was eating the pool chemicals. Sure enough he was out there with a spoon and an open bag of soda ash for the pool. I smelled his breath and it smelled bad. As there is no poison control here in Honduras, I had to take him into the emergency room. Thankfully he did not swallow enough to cause harm. The doctor said that the taste of that chemical is so bad that it is highly unlikely that he would have eaten enough to do harm. All it would have done is burn his esophagus. We are supposed to keep an eye on him to make sure that he doesn't start throwing up in the next few hours and then he should be fine. If it did get worse they were going to hospitalize him and put a scope down his throat to make sure there is not permenant damage. I am so thankful we do not have to do that. I don't know how he got into the bucket where we store the chemicals, but they are not there anymore. It is amazing how things that are supposedly "kid proof" are only difficult for the parents to open.