Today has been fantastic. I’ve been working alongside Annie Hardwick, Jenny Phillips, and Dr. Altrip in the post-operative ward. Most of the children are doing quite well and recovering without negative incidence. At times, I felt like nurse Ratchet faced with feeding a child water through a syringe while he cries and kicks me away; he may have to stay another night in the hospital for more fluids if he continues to refuse to drink. The parents try to get him to drink to no avail. I’m sure all parents know how easy it is to get a four year old to do something they don’t want to do! Many others are taking the water graciously while I swat flies away from their faces. I have been appreciating the challenge of communication without translators.
A young boy was crying quietly in obvious pain. Unfortunately, the only medication they have here is equivalent to extra strength Tylenol, and is given every 6 hours. He had his only two hours prior, so nothing left to do but get him ice, wrapped in an examination glove, to ease his pain. It took some coaxing, but I hope it eventually helped. I am honored to be here to help in any way I can. It humbles me to see the strength of these children and their families huddled around cots in hallways and cramped rooms.