One of my favorite pictures...they must have just gotten
out of school. They saw our two vans and came running.
On one of our stops along the way for a potty break, this sweet boy came out of the fields (we were not in any village so it was a surprise to him and to us). I can only imagine what he was thinking to see two vans full of white people out in the middle of no where. Each of us was so compelled to give him something, anything. It was the best feeling to see him smile. He waved to us until we could no longer see him waving. We all imagined what story he would tell his family.
Durame....the view from our hotel.
The pictures don't do it justice.
The 27-year old doctor from the Sinshicho clinic. The only doctor at the clinic that serves 250,000 people. The people in the surrounding villages raised $300,000 US dollars to start it. Our agency (Holt) currently funds it. While there, we met 3 patients recovering from life-threatening diseases. Diseases, like malaria.
All were going to be fine.
The clinic is committed to keeping families together. They are raising funds to add a surgery unit. Today, if someone needs surgery they have to travel 34 km (no car) to reach a hospital. We were told many people choose to just return home and pray. Here is a link to Holt's site that is raising money for the new surgery clinic in case you are inclined to help.
So much to absorb. It was all overwhelming and changed my perspective forever. More to come on our visit at the Care Center in Durame...