BLOOD ON THE WALLS

What do a flashlight and a wet bathcloth have to do with a day in Uganda. NOTHING…it has to do with a night. Mosquito Killing !!!!!!!!! For whatever reason our bedroom has been filled with mosquitos at night. I look for them before I go to bed but of course they can not be found UNTIL we lie down and are just about to go to sleep. Then the buzzin’ and divin’ start for the inside of our ears. Try as we will, sleep will not come because they manage to get under the covers or fly so near your ear even with the sheet pulled over your head you can still hear them. So the war begins at 11 :00, 1 :00, 2 :00, 3 :30, 5 :00 and now it is 5 :30 and time to get up and there has been no sleep. But the war has been fought……….thankfully, they do land on the wall behind our bed and I spot them with the flashlight and SMASH them with a wet bathcloth….and yes, the blood flows. Several nights I killed 25 – 30 throughout the night. No, Danny did not help…he kept saying that »the light is in my eyes »…and then after I would kill 9-11 and get back under the sheet, he would say, « Claudia, they are buzzin’ again !!!! » And of course I would have to start the one-woman war again. We don’t know why we have had so many…but several nights have been awful and we must not forget the serenade of the dogs, which goes on all night also. We have lost about 2 years more of life from living awake day and night. And the bad part also is that the paint in Uganda is like chalk water so when you attempt to wipe the blood, you only remove the paint and a brown streak is STILL on the wall. Pray for the murderer…she is about to lose her mind and Danny says « it is a short trip. » HA. Yes, we have sprayed and having some success but do I want to die by inhaling Baygon or should I choose the war and seek to survive ?