Hail on the chief!

My walk to Jayproken kicked my butt, but it was an interesting day.  

Karnie, the CRNA from Fish Town, is one of our local ETU nurses.  He is an amazing person who has done a lot in his 27 years.  He has many opinions about his country.  Walking with him is fascinating and humbling.  He is half my age and, thus, walks way faster than I do.  He is kind enough to accommodate my speed.  We have the 3 1/2 hour walk down to a solid 2 1/2.  Turns out even I walk much faster than the average liberian.

Ebola triage where everyone gets screened even though ebola has never been seen here.

The dispenser in his dispensary.  Notice the empty spots on the shelves.

Kingston, the registrar.

Henry, the nurse.  He's been nursing for 40 some years!

James Quayee, PA, and me examining an OB patient in for her weekly check.  She should pop any minute.

On the right are the incinerators for trash burning and the cover on the ground on the left is for the placenta pit.  All birth products compost in there.

Dilapidated latrines.  These are squatty potties- pits with a hole you squat over.

After clinic Henry was kind enought to show us inside his house.  His is really nice compared to most.  

Karnie holding the welcome gift from Henry's mother in law.  They were delish!

This is a bed frame made of reeds (bamboo).  It is surprisingly springy.  They asked if I would buy them a mattress for it.  Not are how we'd get it there, but maybe a brave motorbikes would somehow load it on their bike and transport it.

Huge bamboo.  The men climb up in them and cut the reeds with machetes.

Termite nests are all over.  Thus no wooden buildings.

Jerry and me.  He was a patient today in the clinic.  I wowed him with my iPad then and he climbed up for more at the Chiefs house.  The chief is not a favorite of mine.  He has another grandson who is dying of malnutrition.  I saw that boy in the clinic as well this afternoon.  Hopefully the grandma will show up tomorrow in Fish Town to have more tests run and begin some sort of nutrition program.  We will see.  The chief had us over after out town tour and insisted on giving us a chicken.  Ironically they couldn't catch it.  The chief said he would send the chicken with is wife and the boy tomorrow.  Wish he'd keep his damned chicken and stew it up for the boy.  I may have to figure out what to do with a live chicken in a health center.  Stay tuned.......