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We start the day at 6 AM and get back at 9 PM to the hotel. No lunch, no food and we share one small wafer! There is “intermittent fast”, “religious fast” but we are on an “unintended fast”. We were so hungry by the time we raided the dinner buffet set up

Another patient is waiting in the dining hall to be checked by Ed. We are so exhausted we have to tell him to come back the next day.

We hit the bed and passed out with exhaustion.

Note: I type this report at 7 AM  on day 2 morning and I have to head out to Redemption Hospital. I am loading some picture and will come bad and add more details tonight.

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The two buses that we are given to us: one has no head lights. So we can’t leave before sunrise and we better be back before sunset. The other slides back randomly even when we are driving forward.  Which one to board this morning?
Continue reading “Monrovia Mission Day 1 : Morning reflection”

Lunch with Liberian food followed by a briefing with the World Health Organization.

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Unpacking three thousand pairs of glasses. Forty boxes of medicine and supplies and total chaos from the supporting team before start date tomorrow! Chaotic but fun! Team spirit is high as we get ready to start our work tomorrow morning.

First of, a breakfast of champions!

A standard breakfast buffet with hot bacon, eggs, sausages and assorted fruits.

Continue reading “Preparation for an early start tomorrow morning”

7 PM: The team meets in the hotel restaurant for a team dinner, and we also have a visit tonight with Liberia’s new Minister of Health.  Continue reading “Meet and Greet with the Liberia Minister of health”

We wake up early this morning, well adjusted to local time. Ed is fighting a  hacking cough all night. He head down for a Liberian breakfast comprised of two kinds of yuca, white and orange. Yuca is a root often grown in tropical countries, eaten like we eat potatoes in America. Breakfast also comes with a serving of fish stir-fried with cabbage. I opt to sleep in again, trying to get some more rest as I am also fighting the same cold Ed is having.

Continue reading “Monrovia Mission begins!”

We board the flight to Casablanca on Royal Air Maroc. We are now on our own in no man’s land with this airline. No longer an elite member, frequent flyer member, million mile club, “chairman preferred status” enjoying the all priority boarding privileges, we now board with everyone into the back of the bus.

Continue reading “Welcome to Monrovia”

Depart for Monrovia.

I have the most restless night sleep. I toss and turn. Meanwhile, Ed has no trouble at all. His regular deep breathing is somewhat calming for me. I don’t know how he does it, but nothing ever gets to him. He is so calm, but I get so worried about everything. 

Continue reading “Departure for Liberia via Morrocco”

The last rest day in Paris.

It is cold this morning. Very very cold. When Ed comes in from his run, his hands are like two blocks of ice. He tells the clerk at the front desk there is “un froid royal extraordinaire” (a cold royal and extraordinary) and she laughs really hard. The French like to put the word “royal” to describe anything extra large, big or huge.

Continue reading “Last rest day before heading to Monrovia”

Feb 20, 2018 – Tuesday. Another nice and beautiful day in Paris. We are hoping by now that we would be on Parisian time but no such luck. Ed sill wakes up pretty late, staying still on Florida time. Today Ed decides not to run by himself but he wants to get me up and take a long walk with him to the banks of the Seine.

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