Jul
28
Sunday afternoon Andrew and I were trying to take a nap in our cabin. I heard something outside, but thought it was the boys with their airsoft guns. For some reason it didn’t seem right to me, so I looked out the window. To my delight the moose and her baby were about 6 feet behind our cabin eating the little willow bush. We watched the moose for about 15 minutes just eating away. It got scared a few times and started to leave, but would come back. The baby moose was so cute. It would watch it’s mom and then copy it by eating some of the willow bush. It was so awesome!
This was another exciting week of camp. It began Monday morning at 5am when Andrew and I both woke up around the same time, and Andrew said he didn’t feel well. He spent the next few hours throwing up. Of course I couldn’t go back to sleep after that. At a more reasonable hour of the day he was no longer throwing up, but still not feeling well and aching really bad. He stayed in bed most of the day, and by bed time was feeling much better. We didn’t know if he was sick from something he ate (since his symptoms were similar to mine when I was sick) or if he had the flu. I was worried that if it was the flu I would get it. Thankfully I have been healthy all week. A few other staff members were really achy and another one seemed to have the same thing Andrew did. This is the worst summer I’ve been here with people being sick and throwing up.
There were 65 campers. I think this is the largest week of camp I have been here for. Since there are only 3 boy counselors the boys had 10-13 campers in their cabin. The counselors also commented that many of the kids had a hard time obeying and listening to what they were told.
Wednesday night as I headed to the service some of the campers said to me, “Did you hear what happened?†I hadn’t. One of the campers was playing on a pile of disassembled playground equipment, fell off, and broke his arm. Andrew was the first adult the boy saw, so he was with the boy who by this time was laying on the ground with Mr. Dean and several counselors running around helping him. We gathered the campers inside to start the service. The boy had a compound fracture in both bones of his forearm. They were going to have to take him to Jackson, and there was the possibility he would need surgery. Andrew, Mr. Dean, and Mr. MacGill left with Cody about the time we started the service. When they got to Pinedale the doctor there was able to give him some morphine to help the pain. This meant they had to wake Cody up every 5 min and tell him to take two deep breaths, so his oxygen level would stay high enough. When they got to Jackson they found out he wouldn’t need surgery, and the doctor set it pretty easily. Cody’s parents live in Boise which is about 8 hours away, so they were going to get there until very early in the morning. Back at camp we had gotten a phone call saying the men wouldn’t be back until around breakfast time. It ended up that they didn’t have to stay until the parents came, so they were back at camp around 2am.
Thursday rained out stations (various activities the kids have an hour to do like archery, riflery, floor hockey, volleyball). (It actually rained some Wed night too.) Friday we changed the schedule to try to have stations that afternoon. But when the time came for stations it poured rain.
There were a lot of decisions made this week. I think there were 8 kids saved and quite a few made decisions in obedience and dedicating their lives.
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