New blood

We started the day back in the clinic, and then half of the crew broke off to go back to Sisters of Charity.  I stayed in the clinic with Maggie, and we treated together.  One little boy came in with limited elbow motion, and I tried to get it moving.  As soon as I touched him, he started crying - good to see I haven't lost my edge.  I backed off, helped him figure out I wasn't planning on hurting him, and we got back to work.

So to reiterate - I was presented with a crying child. I made him stop crying, and then treated him. By the end of the session we were fist bumping.  And yet, the joke of the night was how much I hate children.

In the afternoon, I treated another little boy with an elbow restriction.  THIS ONE DIDN'T EVEN CRY.

After afternoon clinic, one of our translators (Baker) invited us out to a club where he knows the man in charge. It is apparently a young men's organization for service, personal development, keeping out of trouble, etc.  There, the leader had gathered students and recent ex-students with "body pains", and we did some whirlwind clinic-ing.  We saw 4 patients in about an hour, none of which I was really able to treat due to their conditions being outside my realm.  0 for 4 is always the best way to end a day!

Once we got back, the new clinicians were waiting for us! We are excited to get to know them better and learn from them in the clinics.  During our debrief tonight, we did some quick presentations on a patient we had seen earlier in the week.  After that, a little bit of homework, an attempt to write this blog without internet access, and then to bed.

Also, we tried to open a bottle of wine without a corkscrew, and failed miserably.  Can't win 'em all.

A couple of quick pics from the day that don't really have any clinic-related context:

Dr. Abraham and Dr. Davidson are twinsies.

Sophie fell in love with a local named Prince.

Gopi still lookin' fresh and lovely a few days in.

Katie...is a mess.