Allyson got to the Internet cafe in Shashemene and was able to do a couple of things before succumbing to what I’ve come to refer to as AGD (African Gastrointestinal Distress). I’ve only been there once, but it finally hit me on the day I was flying home. So I understand what she’s going through. And still the fleas persist. She writes: 

Have put flea powder and flea spray all over my room and bed. They woke me up about 5 times last night chewing on me.  I really thought I was going to lose it.
But she’s hanging in there. Word is that they are beginning to make a real dent in the malnutrition wave that was caused by a horrible spring drought, which happened just as world food prices were spiking. Allyson saw the picture of the feeding center where she worked, which was shot on Sept. 3, about a week before she got there, and said she hasn’t seen lines that long since she arrived. Good news.
And she is very appreciative of all the nice comments all of you have left on the blog. In fact, she posted her own comment on the “Fleas” post, just to tell all of you thanks. Check it out.