Born and raised in Daoula, he spent the first seventeen years of his life there.  Daoula.  Hot, humid, wet, muggy, mosquito infested Daoula.  And never once in those seventeen years did he have an encounter with malaria.  Until now.  After living in Yaounde nearly a year.  Started with a headache three days ago.  By this morning he was sick.  Real sick.  We sent Guy with him to a local clinic.  The doctor took his temperature and would not let him come back home.  It was too dangerous.  He could easily go into cerebral malaria which is deadly.  Or have a seizure.  Our loose consciousness.  He put him on an IV drip.  Theirry is back at Shiloh now, better but very sick.  And he has to continue the treatment.  But he's leaving tonight for Daoula and his summer vacation.  Fortunately Pastor Israel, his pastor, is coming to Shiloh for an overnight.  He will take Theirry back in his car early tomorrow morning.