Yesterday was a rather exicting day. I went to one of the healthposts in one of the outlying comunities. Normally this is rather boring. I give a talk about the influenza, and nutrition to the people waiting for their appointments, and talk with the locals (when they can understand me!). We had a guy come in with a pretty deep accidental machette cut, and I was able to asist with the cleaning-closing of the wound. I was a little whoosy,but it was a good experience none-theless. The poor man had to walk quite aways to get to the health post. His friend, who accompanied him, didn´t know to put pressure on the wound, so he lost quite a bit of blood. If we hadn´t been at the health post that day (they´re not staffed everyday we dont have the resources for that) I don´t know what he would have done. The community is somewhat isolated and transport sporatic.

After the nurses taught me how to give injections, and when I arrived back in town to the health center, I was able to observe-give basic assistance, to a birth!

The birthing proccess in life, is terrifying, and beautiful all at once. The young mother, (20 with her second child, the first by ceaserian) had a difficult time because the baby had his arm up around his head. But it was amazing to see the proccess, (definately not anything I want to go through anytime soon) but I never quite understood the sacrafice a mother has to make, physically, mentally, etc etc in the pregnancy proccess. Its something I knew about, but didnt quite understand.

any how, thats all for now!


Hazel