Zomba last week was really great. I spent one day in the Zomba Central Hospital clinic and saw tons of kids with Kevin. People were literally knocking down the door to the clinic room. It was so busy, we were seeing 2 kids at the same time in the same room (sigh). I met great families, and it never ceases to amaze me what great smiles these children have despite it all. One kid I remember lost a shoe in a fight, and so wore one shoe only the rest of the day. Another patient's brother came in neatly dressed, nice white shirt. I looked down and saw that he only had one sock on, the other was his bare foot in his dress shoes. People really try to dress up to see the doctor. It's really heartwarming and makes me feel special. The little girls put their best dresses on, and some look like flower girls in a wedding :)
Then Kevin and Janell had training on Saturday for nurses and clinicians and I was trying to help out while taking the training myself. It was fun and I learned a lot. I had a pretest score of 88% and post-test of 100%. go me! go me! (doing a little dance)
Saturday night I had a nice steak dinner in Balantyre and stayed with Janell. We drove up Sunday, and broke down during our 4 hour drive back up to Lilongwe! Thank goodness her mechanic drove past us 1/2 hour prior, so she called him and he towed us with a teensy rope in between (she has a large Land Rover and he had a small Toyota truck) up and downs hills 200 km. Needless to say it was a crazy trip and exhausting, but made for an adventure.
Clinic in Lilongwe has been good but busy as usual. The kids are amazing and vibrant, and I feel lucky to be here seeing them. Tonight, Janell and I are going to make pizza and she is trying to convince me to watch Juno with her. Unfortunately, I have a journal club to present and prepare for. Bah! bah! Boooo!
** i will post pictures later as the internet is acting funny again
1 comment:
i love reading about your adventures and it totally cheers me up when i am being grouchy about my first world "problems". i am so proud of you.
xo,
becky
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