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Sunday was the most beautiful day here yet. We woke up to clear skies, the sun shining,
and birds chirping. At 7:30am we went to
church. It was busy! The kids sat two
to a chair, and even then there weren’t enough seats, so they gathered in back
during the worship time. Like typical
kids, they chatted and tackled each other, but nonetheless, I was amazed to see
how the children looked out for each other.
Most of the children looked between the ages of two and twelve. The big brothers and sisters held the hands
of their little siblings, or held them on their backs or hips to watch out for
them. What a precious thing to see. They all danced and sang during worship, and
held up their hands during prayer as they stared at us and smiled at us. After worship, the kids went to Sunday
school.
After the service, we gathered in the courtyard area right
outside of the church building where the kids were eating and running around
playing. I went to go take some
pictures, and was immediately surrounded by a swarm of children. They sure love having their photo taken. After every shot they gathered around to see
the picture on my phone and then immediately after they made their next pose. They also loved my hair. Their smiles and laughter bring me so much joy! I really just want to pick them all up and
squeeze them. I could sit there all day
with them. We took pictures for fifteen
to twenty minutes and then headed back to Maji.
Church courtyard |
On our way back, we stopped at this amazing bakery, only a
short ways down the road from the hospital and church. The pastry items were incredible. I got a chocolate croissant, which I’m pretty
sure I could live off of if I had to.
Seriously, so delicious! We sat
outside on the deck as we ate, talked, and enjoyed the beautiful day.
Le Bon Pain |
By the time we got back to Maji it was only 10:30am. Many of us rested or spent time reading and
working on projects. I decided it would
be a really good idea to sit out in the warm sunshine and heat (which I have
been so deprived of for the past few months), close to the equator and at 5,000
feet above sea level for the next three hours.
My body thanked me with a lovely sunburn. Thankfully I had put some sunscreen on so
it’s not too horrible, but hurts just enough.
By this point, the lake was beckoning us. Everybody on our team joined in on the most
refreshing afternoon swim and after, some of us napped. I napped for two hours and boy was it
great. At 6pm we walked over to a
restaurant called Le Chalet for drinks and to meet up with some other people
who were there earlier for a meeting.
It’s so pretty there! I’m told you can tell where the best restaurants
and bars are based on the number of UN peacekeeper cars parked outside; there
were already four or five. Many times
the parking lot fills up with them there when it gets late.
Le Chalet |
We left Le Chalet and walked back down the road to Maji and
then had dinner. Most nights we eat
dinner down by the water at one long table with a fire nearby. If the weather isn't good, then we eat inside the guest house. We visited for a while and ended the night
with a movie.
On Monday it was back to the OR and time for my second
case! This time I got to operate with my
dad in the plastics room. We removed a
chest keloid probably about 6cm long and 5cm wide. It was so cool for me to be able to do a case
with my dad. Dr. Jo Lusi is now
convinced that God’s plan for me is to be a plastic surgeon. He went on and on about it and pretty much
has my future in plastics planned out.
He told me he’d be praying for me to become a plastic surgeon so that
when my dad gets older I can come to the Congo and take his place. I guess we’ll see!
Dr. Jo and I |
Late morning Dr. Erickson and I ran over to the bakery again
to get some drinks and some treats for all of us. I’m pretty sure I would never survive walking
around the streets of the Congo alone.
Not necessarily because of violence, but because of the drivers. Like I said in an earlier post, the roads are
a free for all. Everybody has the right
of way, the painted lines on the paved roads are merely a suggestion, and the
car horn could be their national instrument.
It’s pure chaos and I don’t know if I would trust myself at this point
to try and cross the road alone.
We
brought the treats back to the hospital and ate them with our lunch of samosas,
which have a deep fried shell filled with meat and veggies. This time, we found an
unexpected surprise in them. Dr.
Erickson pulled one out, took a bite, and there was a hardboiled egg in it. I thought it was an accident at first until I
looked and realized that they all had a full hardboiled egg in them. None of us were too sure about the mysterious
eggs so we all took them out with the exception of my dad who ate his. Adventurous guy I tell ya!
Dr. Ekbom and Dr. Erickson with the mystery egg |
When we were done operating, we left to return to Maji for the
night. Monday was an unusually clear day
and we could see a lot farther than usual.
This made it the perfect weather for getting a picture of the volcano,
Nyiragongo. It was so visible that it
felt even closer than usual. I was
determined to get a good picture. When
we were stopped, I had my cellphone slightly out of the window so I could get a
clear picture. I got some, but I wasn’t
completely happy with them. So, I made
the brilliant decision to hold my phone out the window as we turned the corner
and the volcano became perfectly centered down the street ahead. I had the
perfect shot. And I got the shot. And then the before I know it I’m flying
forward into Dr. Ekbom as the driver slams on the brakes….and my phone flies
out of the car window onto the busy street.
I was in slight panic mode. The
car began to move again and everyone yelled for it to stop. I quickly pointed out the window to my phone
in the middle of the street and looked at a man standing on the side of the
road. Seriously, what a great guy. He quickly stepped out into the street,
stopped a crowd of motorcycles, picked up my phone, and handed it to me through
the window. It’s amazing he didn’t run
off with it! I was so in shock by everything that had just happened that I
couldn’t remember how to thank him in French, so he got an English “thank
you!!”. What a crazy and embarrassing
forty-five seconds.
Nyiragongo |
We finally returned to Maji, took a quick swim, ate dinner,
and I called it a night. I was exhausted
and fell asleep within minutes. Weirdly,
I haven’t had any problems with sleeping and jetlag.
On Tuesday, we did more operating. Most of the doctors finished up with their
cases around 2pm, but my dad didn’t finish until around 5:30pm. He finished a cleft palate at that time and
was supposed to have one more case after, but Dr. Wilson and Dr. Ekbom so
graciously started it before my dad was finished with the cleft palate and they
were able to finish around 6pm. In the
afternoon, Dr. Wilson, Dr. Ekbom, Dr. Erickson, and I all went back to the
bakery for coffee and treats and left my dad to labor away in the OR. Sorry Dad! Of course, I got the chocolate
croissant again and three of us got wonderful lattes. It was so nice to have a good cup of coffee
after all this time.
We got back to Maji about 6:45pm, just in time for
dinner. I
don’t think I’ve ever had so many carbs in my entire life. I usually eat fruit for breakfast and
sometimes they’ll make eggs, but for lunch it’s usually bread or samosas, and
for dinner it’s usually some sort of meat and vegetable with rice or
potatoes. I’m very picky about my meat
so I mostly will just eat the potatoes or rice with the meat sauce. Good thing I love rice!
I’ll try to post probably one or two more times before we leave on
Friday night.
I’m so not ready to leave.
Here are a few pictures of what we see driving to and from the hospital:
Thank you for giving us a vivid picture of your amazing experiences there. What a blessing for you to be part of this. Praying for you as you seek Him first and excited to see what He has in store for you.
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