Mobile Clinic

Thursday was mobile clinic day. Which means the nurses from the clinics with the medicince they have loaded up into a truck and went to a village to set up a clinic. We-Kristy, Kelli, Heather, Tim and I- all got to go along.
   Before describing the clinic let me give you a background on who the people I was with. Kristy lives in Virgina Beach and works at  a Chirstian corporation. She makes databases for computers in short. She really can't explain her job to me for I just in no way would understand. Her sister is Kelli who came as well. She is a PA. It has been great to be next to her on clinics and rounds because she can explain things to me that I have yet to learn. Heather has been here for almost 6 months and soon she goes home back to the states. She is a nurse and has been doing various things in these past months here. Tim and Meredith are the missionaries that we are staying with. They live in Libreville and host groups up to 30 people.
   Back to the mobile clinic. We drove about 45 minutes to this village which I can't remember the name nor would I be able to spell it correctly. But this village is more what I think about when you think Africa. I also have pictures and videos of it but wont be able to post it until I get back to the states. While Kelli and Heather stayed with the clinic, Kristi, Tim, a few others from the clinic and I got to walk around this village. We did this to tell others about the clinic and to come to it. Since a few us were white it helps the people trust us and want to come to it. It was very interesting to walk around and see how they live. They do live in poverty but the weird thing is that the village people had cell phones. Everyone here has cell phones despite if you are poor or not. So I would see this lady step out of her village house with a cell phone. This particular village had four devil worship temples. The people here live by fear. They believe in vampires and evil spirits. Therefore their lifestyle is based on that. For instance not a lot happens late at night for the fear of the dark. And at this particular village there are devil worship dances to appease the devil. All of this is just so foreign to me.
   When we got back to the clinic which was set up by the CMA church in the village, Kristy and I got to hand our the medications. The way medicine works there. People hold on to their own medical infomation rather than the doctors. It is this booklet that they keep which the meds they are prescribed are written down. They after being consulted come to the pharmacy section where they are given meds. A lot of the meds we give out is malaria meds, typhoid meds, vitamins, high blood pressure meds and a few others. I wish I could explain the people but they were very hospitable to us. They even cooked us lunch. Now I do have a picture of our lunch. Although it was probably not doctor reccomended that we ate the lunch due to the water they cooked with for their water supply was not the conditions like America. But we did and no one got sick. Not being sick thus far is a blessing and an answer to prayer.
   That was the majority of the day. We then went back to the place where we are staying. That night though I got to paint. Thanks to my mom and the school I knew had to paint and felt right at home doing that. We got to paint because the upstairs of the house we were at was like its own little apartment was soon going to be the home of the missionary family- the Kellys.