A scorpion scurries across the floor and into the other room, catching my attention. I look down at my forearm at the welt from some type of bite or sting. When I first arrived, I would get very ill from these bites, resulting in terrible stomach cramps along with diarrhea and vomiting. My head would throb, and I would feel like I was suffocating. Often, I would be afraid to go back to sleep. I now only have red welts on my arms, legs, and sometimes my torso. Usually they go away in a few days. But I know something has been feasting on me as I sleep. I wake up with a shortness of breath often, but after drinking some water, I can usually manage my normal daily duties.
With the men gone from the village, the other women will want to bathe and wash their clothes in the main house. Whether o
