Earrings for Eddah

We had quite the milestone this weekend in our little corner of the world. Drumroll please.............Eddah got her ears pierced :). She said she was the ONLY girl in school who didn't have her ears pierced. Pole sana. Ahhhh.......so this is what my mom felt like :). I'm not a complete pushover though-Vinicent decided he wanted one if his ears pierced, but I put the kibosh on that pretty quickly. I carried ice in my purse and we walked fast to get to the little row of shops before it all melted. And thank goodness we iced her ear lobes, because on the first pierce she had a gun malfunction and the earring got stuck halfway in the gun and halfway in her ear. Poor baby. I was quite expecting her to pull the "I'm not doing that again" card, but she didn't say a word and nodded yes when we asked her if she wanted to try again. Apparently the beauty-knows-no-pain phenomena is worldwide :) Our saga had a happy ending when she left with 2 fully pierced-through ears and a huge smile.

Other than that, life is as usual here. I start every day waking up before my alarm, which is such a luxury I never have in my other life. After my morning tea and toast, I do ward rounds (see each patient in the male, female, pediatrics, and maternity wards). Then I help with whatever medical procedures need to be done, like debridements, dressing changes, and triage. One of the most needed skills here is organization, strangely enough. This week I have finally gained access to the locked and mysterious "supply room". There is a room off one of the operating theaters that is stacked high with bags and boxes covered in varying layers of dust and neglect. It is where all the donations are tossed that no one knows what to do with. I have found great dressing supplies, worthless equipment that won't work here, and everything in between. Did you know they used to make syringes out of glass?!............yup-even found some of those ;). The sorting, labeling, and throwing away will surely keep me busy for several more afternoons.

The amount of fun little boys can have (and how dirty they get) with a handful of rocks and a pile of dirt will never cease to amaze and delight me :) This is Arnold and Brian outside the house.

This is my view from the sunset rock........

I don't think the boys enjoyed the sunset as much as watching my less-than-graceful-mzungu-in-a-skirt dismount from the rock. Those boys rival Spider-Man both in their ability to scale great heights and their sticky hands.

What a sweet day it has been.

Jessie

 

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