Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Mornings are really a wonderful time—there’s a heavy dew on the grass, the sky is light early, the air cool and friendly. Even if one has been rather warm in bed through the night, once out of bed, the body can relax in the freshness of another day.

Pancakes for breakfast added to the wonder! (oh, add to the list of misses “eggs”.)

Today was another day in the wards. It can be difficult for some to feel useful while still becoming familiar with procedures, but our nurses pay close attention, ask questions, and are quick to assist as soon as they know what is needed.

Kati and Rachel worked in OPD- the outpatient service taking weights and temperatures. Illnesses and injuries bring people from miles around for exams and medication. Some of them receive what they need and can go home; others have to be admitted to the hospital.
Two more babies were born today. Wanda seems to be a catalyst for deliveries!

The ART clinic was open today, and though Marlys had said it was not going to be one of their very busy days, it looked very busy to me! The therapy, when followed well, is very effective, and people see this, so many folks are conscientious about getting their meds on time. It strikes me how easy it is to think about statistics as simply that—numbers. But walking through the waiting room, looking into the faces of the patients, the numbers become people and it’s easy to feel overwhelmed by the widespread influence a disease can have on a country.

Afternoon class was held on the porch of the house where Wanda and I are staying, complete with tea and biscuits. The wind was blowing, clouds were dark, and we thought that at any minute the rain would pour down, causing everyone to race inside. But alas, it all blew past with only a few drops falling. The class will be working to prepare and present a lecture to the Zambian nursing students this coming Monday.

Supper was spaghetti, ground meat, and a deep dark green leafy veggie comparable to spinach. The ladies who cook for us do a wonderful job of preparing meals and there is plenty. We are grateful for food in this environment where we know there are those who do not have enough.