Ellen and I made the journey to the hospital
again in hopes of politely harassing some higher up people into letting me help
in the hospital. We spend one hour in the pharmacy playing solitary waiting for
the district medical officer to get out of a meeting; then we were ushered to
another office where we waited for another 2.5 hours. Ellen is now a master at Luxor,
a computer game. Anyways when we were finally able to meet with the BMO he took
down my name, number, a copy of my diploma and my college transcript. He told
me that they are very short staffed and that they would be happy to have me. He
promised a call by the end of the day. It is now 2100, I am not holding my
breath.
Ellen and I hitched back from the Boma and made
it just in time to sit in on a meeting with the newly appointed District Health
Commissioner and all the head men of Nyansonso. From what Ellen was able to
translate for me the head men were getting a bit of a tongue lashing for not
being role models in the community. They have the power in influence and to
spread knowledge that would help the community to thrive but they have done
very little to spur progress. I’ll keep my fingers crossed that her words will
inspire some forward thinking/ motivation for maybe a week.
Oh yeah and I have a cold. My boyfriend sneezed
in my face. We are taking some time apart.
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