It’s Monday and I’m feeling great. Whatever bug I caught got obliterated by my immune system.
In other news, another power outage. I have about 15 minutes to type this entry.
We had a patient come in who was part of a small cultish religious community. Her small, new-formed religion does not allow her to take any medicine. However, it does not prevent her from asking for medicine and hoarding it. The doctor and I did our best to get to the bottom of this mystery, but the list of patients that day was long.
I took my first little solo journey today. Got lost in a random village; wandered into a steel mill; then slowly strolled down the main highway back home. Little children following me around calling me “Mazungo” (the word they use for white people) is very amusing. Lots of stares. Some of them friendly; others not so much. Some of them jeering; some of them malicious. Many foreign words and laughter being thrown around as I pass.
But it’s okay.
Somehow, I feel myself getting better and better at letting it roll right off. These experiences make me more resilient and stronger in many ways. I can feel my faith in myself and my faith in human nature grow steadily; rewarding me with peace, love, respect, handshakes, smiles, high-fives (nipe tano!), and an overall, richer life.
Let’s keep it going.
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