Time flies. I feel like I just got here and now I am already leaving. A dentist and another family have come and gone since I've been here, so I should just be grateful that I got to stay 10 days instead of 4 or 5.
Yesterday was a success at Maternidad. We got there at 7:15 and there were already a lot of people there waiting with numbers. We got a number and waited for our turn. The doctor was pretty nice and added in the letter "s" when he spoke which made it immensely easier for me to understand. One letter...amazing. Our time with the doctor took about ten minutes, but the tiny little office we were in had about 30 degree air blowing out which was a much better alternative to tropical island weather and being packed in with tons of other people. Cara and I looked around the room and saw the bed half falling apart and an isolet (where you put babies when transporting or they need extra protection) that was being eaten away by rust. The doctor had a little table where he did his thing. The sharps container was an old Ajax bottle. It's not like that everywhere, but it's like that here. And this is all they have. We got out of there around 10:30-11 and dropped Joslina back off in PM. We went back to Cara's place for lunch and had incredible conversation. About language, God, our gifts and our life experiences that we have learned.
I didn't get very far to finding out about the vaccinations. Maternidad said that we would have to bring the kids five by five to get their shots done. They can't send them with a group because they need to be refrigerated. I'm thinking a cooler would work, but they aren't really budging. So that's one option down, but we do have a couple more that if I had more time, I could have explored. Hopefully, it'll all work out with email.
I always have this internal crisis while I'm here. Mom says that I get really introspective everytime I come down, which can be a wonderful thing since I am usually too busy to see or notice the things I should while I am living life in the states (my words, not hers. She'd say something like that, but with a lot more love). I have new goals in mind for my life back home. Things that need to be done and made into a firm part of my everyday life. Once again, I feel like I am leaving having learned more from my time in the Dominican Republic than I have given back. But God sees the bigger picture, He is able to communicate between our native languages, He is able to reach down and heal things I have no clue how to treat, and He has the ability to protect the little bodies that I can't. Because I can't. I'm not God. I do not know His ways. Yes He gives us knowledge and skills, but we first and fully rely on Him.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Cars, Crazy women, Healthcare and Movies
I had to take public to get to Cara's apartment. I hadn't seen a guagua for atleast 10 minutes and a public car is flashing its lights at me. It's only 5 pesos more so I give him the "I need a ride sign" and hop in. We get up the road a little ways to drop off one of the passengers when the driver asks me where I am going. I tell him and he states he's not going that way. Apparently I was too taken with flashing lights to notice he was going to Munoz instead of Sosua. I offer money for my little ride and he says it's no big deal and lets me go. Not a typical Dominican thing to do, so I am telling him thanks when his car dies. Yep, just shuts off. The car behind him stops to jump him, but some random guy across the street yells at them to just push it and jump in the car. I move to help, but being a woman, they tell me to stay where I am. Ah, chivalry...I'll never fight it. I did get a picture, one of the guy is running to jump in the car. The next public car was going to Sosua and it was just the driver and myself. He asks me if I like Obama, because they always do, and I reply absolutely not. I respect the office, but I greatly dislike his ideology, policies and worldview. This puts us into a good political conversation and ended by him telling me my spanish is really good. It's not, but I appreciate the compliment.
Yesterday Cara and I went to take Joslina to Maternidad to see a doctor for a specific issue she has going on. Maternidad is a free clinic that Anne calls "straight out of Africa" and since she's been there, she can say that. That's how I feel about it too. Everytime I go for whatever reason, I leave just hating that this is their option. I cringe at every part about it. Healthcare here is weird. There are both public and private, but the private Doctors have to give so many hours a month to the free public clinics. Regardless, we only need one slip of paper to ensure that the furture treatment is taken care of and even though the lady had it sitting right in front of her, we were told to return on wednesday. The doctor that was going to be there that day doesn't deal with the issue that we were bringing. That's a little frustrating. So since we were up se early to get a good number and hopefully avoid sitting there all day, we couldn't even go to the pharmacy because it wasn't open. Cara and I took Joslina back to her apartment and gave her breakfast and looked through magazines. Finally the pharmacy opened, we bought the medication we knew she needed and took her back to pancho in Cara and Ashley's new car.
Next we had to go to Chichigua to drop off some medicine for Renal, who's in much better health and is on his way to getting his surgery done! Along the way, this old woman needs a ride, so we give one to her. At first she's going on and on about how beautiful we are for giving her a ride, she rips off the lid of the box she is carrying and hands it to me. There are drawings on it and she's apologizing that they were colored in. She kept saying "There's no one to help me and give me money, so I don't have colored pencils" Um, I'm confused, is that how life works? She offered us a tomato and pepper in exchange for the ride. I knwo we will have food later, but I don't know if she will. We tell her that it's her food and we are happy to just give her a ride and don't need anything in exchange, the drawing was enough. I gave her my diet coke too. The woman is old and frail and I immediately think that water would be a much better choice for her, but I don't have water on me. Plus, this could be a treat for her. Maybe she just wants to tastle the bubbly goodness like I do every once and a while. Then she kept going on and on about stuff I didn't understand. I looked at Cara to translate and she said "I'm pretty sure this woman is crazy. She's making no sense" She hopped off at Chichigua with us and that's there she stayed. I wonder if the chichiguans are wondering why we brought this woman and then left her.
The rest of the day was uneventful, but full of community. Even with Anne and Garrett at the beach with their days off, the four of us left in the house have still eaten almost every meal together, shared life stories and shed a few tears watching Finding Neverland and The Green Mile. A couple of them I have only met for one week, and there's a good chance I'll never see them again. However the time is sweet and will not be forgotten quickly.
Yesterday Cara and I went to take Joslina to Maternidad to see a doctor for a specific issue she has going on. Maternidad is a free clinic that Anne calls "straight out of Africa" and since she's been there, she can say that. That's how I feel about it too. Everytime I go for whatever reason, I leave just hating that this is their option. I cringe at every part about it. Healthcare here is weird. There are both public and private, but the private Doctors have to give so many hours a month to the free public clinics. Regardless, we only need one slip of paper to ensure that the furture treatment is taken care of and even though the lady had it sitting right in front of her, we were told to return on wednesday. The doctor that was going to be there that day doesn't deal with the issue that we were bringing. That's a little frustrating. So since we were up se early to get a good number and hopefully avoid sitting there all day, we couldn't even go to the pharmacy because it wasn't open. Cara and I took Joslina back to her apartment and gave her breakfast and looked through magazines. Finally the pharmacy opened, we bought the medication we knew she needed and took her back to pancho in Cara and Ashley's new car.
Next we had to go to Chichigua to drop off some medicine for Renal, who's in much better health and is on his way to getting his surgery done! Along the way, this old woman needs a ride, so we give one to her. At first she's going on and on about how beautiful we are for giving her a ride, she rips off the lid of the box she is carrying and hands it to me. There are drawings on it and she's apologizing that they were colored in. She kept saying "There's no one to help me and give me money, so I don't have colored pencils" Um, I'm confused, is that how life works? She offered us a tomato and pepper in exchange for the ride. I knwo we will have food later, but I don't know if she will. We tell her that it's her food and we are happy to just give her a ride and don't need anything in exchange, the drawing was enough. I gave her my diet coke too. The woman is old and frail and I immediately think that water would be a much better choice for her, but I don't have water on me. Plus, this could be a treat for her. Maybe she just wants to tastle the bubbly goodness like I do every once and a while. Then she kept going on and on about stuff I didn't understand. I looked at Cara to translate and she said "I'm pretty sure this woman is crazy. She's making no sense" She hopped off at Chichigua with us and that's there she stayed. I wonder if the chichiguans are wondering why we brought this woman and then left her.
The rest of the day was uneventful, but full of community. Even with Anne and Garrett at the beach with their days off, the four of us left in the house have still eaten almost every meal together, shared life stories and shed a few tears watching Finding Neverland and The Green Mile. A couple of them I have only met for one week, and there's a good chance I'll never see them again. However the time is sweet and will not be forgotten quickly.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Hola Sr. Tarantula...now go away
Last night Garrett picked up his backpack and SURPRISE! There is a tarantula. It was small compared to others seen on the island, big by my Ohio standards. I immediately hopped up on the bench that I was sitting on and Garrett starts trying to shoo it out. It's not cooperating. Leave it to the broom to do the trick! Of course, the rest of the night, I was very shifty and inspecting everything before I committed to using it or entering the room. Here's the little guy. Obviously, I am across the room and zoomed in as far as I can go.
Dr. Steve left today and we took him to Lax in Cabarete to eat. The picture isn't great, but the sun was out and conversation was wonderful. It's always fun to watch people's perspectives change from what they think poverty is to what they now know it to truly be. Until you actually see true poverty, you can't understand it's impact...and you will never be the same.
Yesterday was a hard day physicaly speaking. Every person we saw needed to have work done...like 6 or 7 teeth. One boy flipped out and we all assumed our now very familiar positions. We saw less people as we were more focused on the adults, but adult teeth are much harder to remove. We had no idea what we were in for. The last guy had three teeth, it took an hour and a half to just get two of them out. The third one was from a broken off tooth with semi-infected roots and he wanted to save it for another day...he wanted to be able to chew tabacco. His was an hour and a half of bending over, teeth breaking, blood pooling and terrible sounds. None of it hurt him, but the noises always sound so awful! It became a personal mission for Dr.Steve and I to finish. Mission Accomplished.
This is a house at the end of the street leading into the school. I don't know what goes on there...but this is always what the porch looks like...tons of kids. Must just be a good location.
This is sweet Amaury, he actually lives in the house across from the one above. I don't know why, but I just love this kid. He is always so good with his sisters and sweet to me. It's so funny, every time I see him six months has gone by and he is looking more and more like a man instead of the kid I met. Life goes on...
This is amaury's siter Heidi (Jasmin is his sister too) Heidi always has gripe, a cold like illness, but she is cute none the less and on bad days I give her motrin to help with the fever. Otherwise she is a happy girl. The mother, Mercedes, is one of the sweetest women I have met on the island. She always remembers my name and welcomes me in and we chat about the kids. I hope I smile as much as she does in my life. P.S. in the picture Heidi is chewing on something...she doesn't have a dental abscess =)
This is Esmili, in the yellow. Neither she nor her sister, Escarlet, every say anything to me. In fact, they usually keep their distance. I remember their family very well since they were one of the first families we helped the first time I came down. Well, yesterday, she had to get a tooth pulled and was doing great...no crying. After she got her shot of lidocaine she just looked so sad and I picked her up off of the table. She wrapped her arms around my neck and laid her head on my shoulder...dead to the world. I stood rocking back and forth and she shut her eyes. It was an incredible moment! After the tooth was pulled she was up and out of there with a quickness and I didn't get to talk to her much. Today we stopped by the school to grab something and she came RUNNING to me and jumped in my arms. My how one moment changes everything. I have a picture of her up in my new apartment along with other faces of the dominican, but I kinda thought twice about putting her face in the frame since I was pretty sure she is scared of me. Now, she'll be one of the first faces I see when I come home and a gentle reminder of what I am living for.
Dr. Steve left today and we took him to Lax in Cabarete to eat. The picture isn't great, but the sun was out and conversation was wonderful. It's always fun to watch people's perspectives change from what they think poverty is to what they now know it to truly be. Until you actually see true poverty, you can't understand it's impact...and you will never be the same.
Yesterday was a hard day physicaly speaking. Every person we saw needed to have work done...like 6 or 7 teeth. One boy flipped out and we all assumed our now very familiar positions. We saw less people as we were more focused on the adults, but adult teeth are much harder to remove. We had no idea what we were in for. The last guy had three teeth, it took an hour and a half to just get two of them out. The third one was from a broken off tooth with semi-infected roots and he wanted to save it for another day...he wanted to be able to chew tabacco. His was an hour and a half of bending over, teeth breaking, blood pooling and terrible sounds. None of it hurt him, but the noises always sound so awful! It became a personal mission for Dr.Steve and I to finish. Mission Accomplished.
This is a house at the end of the street leading into the school. I don't know what goes on there...but this is always what the porch looks like...tons of kids. Must just be a good location.
This is sweet Amaury, he actually lives in the house across from the one above. I don't know why, but I just love this kid. He is always so good with his sisters and sweet to me. It's so funny, every time I see him six months has gone by and he is looking more and more like a man instead of the kid I met. Life goes on...
This is amaury's siter Heidi (Jasmin is his sister too) Heidi always has gripe, a cold like illness, but she is cute none the less and on bad days I give her motrin to help with the fever. Otherwise she is a happy girl. The mother, Mercedes, is one of the sweetest women I have met on the island. She always remembers my name and welcomes me in and we chat about the kids. I hope I smile as much as she does in my life. P.S. in the picture Heidi is chewing on something...she doesn't have a dental abscess =)
This is Esmili, in the yellow. Neither she nor her sister, Escarlet, every say anything to me. In fact, they usually keep their distance. I remember their family very well since they were one of the first families we helped the first time I came down. Well, yesterday, she had to get a tooth pulled and was doing great...no crying. After she got her shot of lidocaine she just looked so sad and I picked her up off of the table. She wrapped her arms around my neck and laid her head on my shoulder...dead to the world. I stood rocking back and forth and she shut her eyes. It was an incredible moment! After the tooth was pulled she was up and out of there with a quickness and I didn't get to talk to her much. Today we stopped by the school to grab something and she came RUNNING to me and jumped in my arms. My how one moment changes everything. I have a picture of her up in my new apartment along with other faces of the dominican, but I kinda thought twice about putting her face in the frame since I was pretty sure she is scared of me. Now, she'll be one of the first faces I see when I come home and a gentle reminder of what I am living for.
Friday, May 22, 2009
Um...wow
This is Luis Miguel. Remember him? Fungus Head? Well he is numb right now and swears his bottom lipis gone and wants to see a mirror to prove it's not there since he can't feel it. I don't have a mirror, so I took a picture and let him see. So concerned he is...
Typical first five minutes of the morning. Notice...this is Dominican Hair, I'll show you American Hair when I return to the states. It's huge and I can't help it...just embrace it
My Robin and I right before she leaves for her flight home to Austin. Miss her already
The famous cups of Tylenol, water and a rinse they have to swish until I tell them to stop. It burns and I am quite impressed...I have a hard time using regular Scope and this stuff is pretty potent.
Working...I'm not having to do much, she's a good kid
This is crazy Kendri before the extractions with Anne. Can you see our issue? The front teeth needed to come out. You might get a better look if you click on the picture
This is him after...mom carrying him home
The work station
Kendall making the kids brush their teeth before seeing Dr. Steve
Yazmin and I playing around outside
So the dentist is here and we had lots of work to do. Thankfully, not as much as last year, but still...lots! Most kids did great, the girls did much better than the boys. Not one peep out of most of their mouths, and yet there were a set of brothers that it took four of us to hold one of them down. Jesmarco has more strength than one child should, but I seriously think for a lot of them, they go into survival mode and they will fight with all they have to get out of a situation. Kendri, who had has multiple medical issues, gave us a run for our money. Between a stuffed animal, bubbles, singing, four women, tylenol, benadryl and brute force, we got the six teeth out. I don't know the exact count, but I believe we have so far removed somewhere around 45 teeth. Only four kids have given us a really hard time.
Yesterday I went to visit Marta in Pancho Mateo. She has a bad case of chicken pox and was not herself AT ALL! This is the one who is usually up to something, bouncing off walls and barking orders. She was sleeping and miserable when we got there. I went to take motrin for her fever and a bunch of water to keep her hydrated. Her one eye was swollen shut and she was covered in bumps. I am going to be taking some benadryl to her tomorrow and some drops to a kid with pink eye. Gabrielle's burn looks much better and I didn't get a chance to see Diori's dog bitten hand, but will call for him tomorrow.
Today in between groups of kids I met a super sweet kid. I was talking with Nata, whom I love, and he was telling me they had no gaterade in their colmado but there was another one around the corner that I could go to. His brother, Isaac, walked me around the corner and it was closed...next one...closed. Finally way up the street and around the corner there was an open colmado. He even negotiated getting change for me. How sweet! It's always nice when people take time out of their day to help, even when not asked. I often feel like I am inconvient and troubling someone, but here, that thought doesn't seem to occur to them.
Tonight we had a great big family dinner with many stories and laughter. Time to be still...which I don't do well in the states. Praying to come back with new insight and depth that can only be gained through this experience.
Typical first five minutes of the morning. Notice...this is Dominican Hair, I'll show you American Hair when I return to the states. It's huge and I can't help it...just embrace it
My Robin and I right before she leaves for her flight home to Austin. Miss her already
The famous cups of Tylenol, water and a rinse they have to swish until I tell them to stop. It burns and I am quite impressed...I have a hard time using regular Scope and this stuff is pretty potent.
Working...I'm not having to do much, she's a good kid
This is crazy Kendri before the extractions with Anne. Can you see our issue? The front teeth needed to come out. You might get a better look if you click on the picture
This is him after...mom carrying him home
The work station
Kendall making the kids brush their teeth before seeing Dr. Steve
Yazmin and I playing around outside
So the dentist is here and we had lots of work to do. Thankfully, not as much as last year, but still...lots! Most kids did great, the girls did much better than the boys. Not one peep out of most of their mouths, and yet there were a set of brothers that it took four of us to hold one of them down. Jesmarco has more strength than one child should, but I seriously think for a lot of them, they go into survival mode and they will fight with all they have to get out of a situation. Kendri, who had has multiple medical issues, gave us a run for our money. Between a stuffed animal, bubbles, singing, four women, tylenol, benadryl and brute force, we got the six teeth out. I don't know the exact count, but I believe we have so far removed somewhere around 45 teeth. Only four kids have given us a really hard time.
Yesterday I went to visit Marta in Pancho Mateo. She has a bad case of chicken pox and was not herself AT ALL! This is the one who is usually up to something, bouncing off walls and barking orders. She was sleeping and miserable when we got there. I went to take motrin for her fever and a bunch of water to keep her hydrated. Her one eye was swollen shut and she was covered in bumps. I am going to be taking some benadryl to her tomorrow and some drops to a kid with pink eye. Gabrielle's burn looks much better and I didn't get a chance to see Diori's dog bitten hand, but will call for him tomorrow.
Today in between groups of kids I met a super sweet kid. I was talking with Nata, whom I love, and he was telling me they had no gaterade in their colmado but there was another one around the corner that I could go to. His brother, Isaac, walked me around the corner and it was closed...next one...closed. Finally way up the street and around the corner there was an open colmado. He even negotiated getting change for me. How sweet! It's always nice when people take time out of their day to help, even when not asked. I often feel like I am inconvient and troubling someone, but here, that thought doesn't seem to occur to them.
Tonight we had a great big family dinner with many stories and laughter. Time to be still...which I don't do well in the states. Praying to come back with new insight and depth that can only be gained through this experience.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Oh the adventure begins...
So I have made it to the DR without any problems. I took a new flight route with a new carrier and this brought on a meal and movie. I have purposely avoided Marley and Me like the plague since I heard it could make a grown man cry, but alas, that was the movie that was on. I had four hours and no place to go, so I watched it. I thought I was doing great until I felt a tear trickle down my cheek and drop onto my arm. What in the world! Dang animal movie. While I am trying to hide my tears and face, I notice the MAN next to me wiping his eyes and pulling his sunglasses down over his eyes. Now, I feel better.
Upon arrival, I get a huge hug from Anne and Kate. (Kate is the same Kate who was here the first two times I came, she's visiting). They immediately tell me that we will catch up later b/c they are on a mission and want to know if I am willing to participate. GAME ON! Apparently a guy hit the back of the truck at the airport when Anne was paying the 5 pesos to get in, she and he got out and he saw she was white, shrugged her off and got back in his car. She doesn't know insurance spanish, so they got his license plate number and wrote a note that went along the lines of "Dear Mr. Accident. We are nicer than you. You need to help if you hit someone. We hope you get eaten by a cow." The next step was going to be to have his car towed to a different spot in the lot just to mess with him. It's nice to know people. However, we spotted his car too late, he was in it, and we followed him as he picked up someone from the airport and then for a while on the main road. I think we made him nervous...which was our goal.
Got back to the house, settled in, and heard a really high pitch beeping. We notice people are gathering outside the house. We go out and there is a snake in the bushes! A beautiful black and teal snake, but a snake none-the-less. I run in to grab my camera, but when I come out it's slithering by and I jump up on the truck as I have no shoes on and one of the guys picks it up. And they walked away. We still don't know what was causing the beeping...
Cara has been teaching some boys guitar and last night was their concert. It's amazing how the second I stepped off the plane, I immediately fell right back into place. It feels so familiar, comfortable in a "man, I can't get comfortable" way. Kate and I walked into the apartment and Cara just waved from across the room. I waved back and ran in the kitchen to gove Robin a hug. Cara started cracking up! "I can't believe I didn't get up to hug you! It just seemed so natural to see you and Kate walk through the door! Like, Oh there's Kate and Laura". This made me laugh as I did the exact same thing when I walked in...Oh look, there's Cara!
Today I went to school to do some nurse-like things and catch up with Cara on vaccine progress. I would be lying if I didn't admit that my heart was FULL as kids ran up calling my name and giving me huge hugs that lasted minutes! Luis Fernando sang a song about five minutes long for me, Bernito gave me an earing, Regina was the first to jump in my arms, Ruth and Wildana were fighting over my lap as Ashley played with my hair...I was in heaven. Diori got bit by a dog on saturday and his hand looks awful...cleaned it up and will check again for infection tomorrow. Luis Miguel hurt his foot and won't walk on it...and there are others with moto burns...something I know plenty about. After school Kendall, Mary and I went to Chichigua and hung out with some kids. It staretd raining and we ended up sitting in a room with a bunch of haitians playing pool. Who would have thought I would ever do that in my life. Took a moto ride back to the girls apartment and then picked up the dentist at the airport. We ate dinner at an Italian place and I got to do one of my favorite things. A little boy was asking for money, of which I don't give away because I don't know where it's going, but then he patted his tummy and there went my food. I had it all boxed up and ready to go...just for him. One of my most dear moments of the day...handing over a meal to a kid that doesn't know where his next one if coming from.
Tomorrow starts all the dental stuff. Should go pretty smooth...but as you learn in this country, just go with the flow, whatever you plan will change.
Upon arrival, I get a huge hug from Anne and Kate. (Kate is the same Kate who was here the first two times I came, she's visiting). They immediately tell me that we will catch up later b/c they are on a mission and want to know if I am willing to participate. GAME ON! Apparently a guy hit the back of the truck at the airport when Anne was paying the 5 pesos to get in, she and he got out and he saw she was white, shrugged her off and got back in his car. She doesn't know insurance spanish, so they got his license plate number and wrote a note that went along the lines of "Dear Mr. Accident. We are nicer than you. You need to help if you hit someone. We hope you get eaten by a cow." The next step was going to be to have his car towed to a different spot in the lot just to mess with him. It's nice to know people. However, we spotted his car too late, he was in it, and we followed him as he picked up someone from the airport and then for a while on the main road. I think we made him nervous...which was our goal.
Got back to the house, settled in, and heard a really high pitch beeping. We notice people are gathering outside the house. We go out and there is a snake in the bushes! A beautiful black and teal snake, but a snake none-the-less. I run in to grab my camera, but when I come out it's slithering by and I jump up on the truck as I have no shoes on and one of the guys picks it up. And they walked away. We still don't know what was causing the beeping...
Cara has been teaching some boys guitar and last night was their concert. It's amazing how the second I stepped off the plane, I immediately fell right back into place. It feels so familiar, comfortable in a "man, I can't get comfortable" way. Kate and I walked into the apartment and Cara just waved from across the room. I waved back and ran in the kitchen to gove Robin a hug. Cara started cracking up! "I can't believe I didn't get up to hug you! It just seemed so natural to see you and Kate walk through the door! Like, Oh there's Kate and Laura". This made me laugh as I did the exact same thing when I walked in...Oh look, there's Cara!
Today I went to school to do some nurse-like things and catch up with Cara on vaccine progress. I would be lying if I didn't admit that my heart was FULL as kids ran up calling my name and giving me huge hugs that lasted minutes! Luis Fernando sang a song about five minutes long for me, Bernito gave me an earing, Regina was the first to jump in my arms, Ruth and Wildana were fighting over my lap as Ashley played with my hair...I was in heaven. Diori got bit by a dog on saturday and his hand looks awful...cleaned it up and will check again for infection tomorrow. Luis Miguel hurt his foot and won't walk on it...and there are others with moto burns...something I know plenty about. After school Kendall, Mary and I went to Chichigua and hung out with some kids. It staretd raining and we ended up sitting in a room with a bunch of haitians playing pool. Who would have thought I would ever do that in my life. Took a moto ride back to the girls apartment and then picked up the dentist at the airport. We ate dinner at an Italian place and I got to do one of my favorite things. A little boy was asking for money, of which I don't give away because I don't know where it's going, but then he patted his tummy and there went my food. I had it all boxed up and ready to go...just for him. One of my most dear moments of the day...handing over a meal to a kid that doesn't know where his next one if coming from.
Tomorrow starts all the dental stuff. Should go pretty smooth...but as you learn in this country, just go with the flow, whatever you plan will change.
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