Friday, July 20, 2007

July 18,07

Today was our last day working at Casa de Materna for the next few weeks or so. I was shown by Lilly how to make adobe paste (which is just a mixture of mud and grass). We used this to mould a mirror on the outside wall of the house. We also did more planting and cleaning up. Before I left, I got a yellow fever shot at the Calca Central Hospital, as we will be going into the jungle to carry out the health testing and education project. Yellow fever is a free vaccination here. It is, however, just about the only thing that I would have done medically at that hospital, considering the lack of sanitation.

The washrooms don´t have toilet paper, and there is no soap for handwashing. I have heard from another volunteer that the nurses themselves don´t always have access to soap for handwashing, which is so important for preventing secondary infections and illnesses in patients. At this particular hospital, the infant mortality rate as well as the mortality of woman while giving birth is very high.

On the way home, I rode to Urubamba in my first combie. They are white vans that follow the same route as the buses, carrying you from town to town, but will fit anywhere from 12-20 people! Getting off at your stop requires speed and a pointed shove or two, calling bajamos!

2 comments:

Sister said...

Hey Honey,

Why ya not bloggin'? I am thinking of you. Take Care,

Terri-Lynn

Sister said...

Hey Honey,

Okay, so my clutural expirence happened a few days ago in Kitchener. I ate at an African vegitarian Cafe. I wish that I knew which part of Africa the recipies are from...oh well.

Anyway, I went there to do some things I had to get done in Kitchener but also because I needed "agency" by trying something other than the salad and sandwhich place I usually go to.

My food came-it was kale and split red beens and a garden salad on a huge plate with vegan bread.

The red lentiles were readily identifiable but the Kale was not because it was minced. It was green that was comforting.

But, there was no fork, No fork! I was supposed to pick everything up with the bread.

Then the guy was like, this is your first time? Why did he even ask, of course it was my first time! Anyway then a women sat beside me and she too, requested a fork. This made me feel better. Anyway, it was good and healthy. It cost like six bucks.

If you were here I would have told you that story in person but your not here. When do you come back? Anyway, when you come back maybe we can go to that cafe. I love you,

P.S. My program is making it hard for me to take a leave of absence but geoffrey said that when he gets back he will try to fix it.

Terri-Lynn