A few weeks ago, after a grueling day of harvesting tobacco in eastern North Carolina, Zapata returned to the house he shared with other farmworkers and began to vomit uncontrollably. He recalls how his chest hurt, how his muscles ached and how he began sweating profusely — all established signs of severe heat illness that can progress to death. By morning, his symptoms didn’t ease up, but he was reluctant to miss a day’s worth of pay. At just $11.15 per hour, every day counts.
“That night I stayed awake until five in the morning, when we were already heading to work. When we got up at 5 am, I was the same, vomiting, vomiting,” he tells Sentient, in Spanish. He tied a girdle around his waist because he felt like his “stomach was open.” Still dehydrated from a night of vomiting, he forced himself to go to work, moving quickly between rows of yellow tobacco under a punishing sun.