Day 3 - Part 1
Beating the morning Sun up is never my favorite way to get out of bed. UNLESS I'm in Haiti. Today we start our clinic and we are so excited, except you can't see it. Like drones we all arise from the pit of our beds (it's not as though we slept for long), brushed and washed, anxiously scarfed down breakfast, and marched to our van all scrubs, medical supplies and bug spray.
Ironically enough, something about the rocky roads that like a sugary bowl of ice cream (no pun intended) energizes a previously drained group of students (+ 2). Maybe it was the sun coming up but nevertheless we are now burning with anticipation to see how our urgent planning pans out. Preparing ahead of time only goes so far. Today we aim to see 150+ patients. That's right, 150+. The most humbling part is that we all feel blessed to be able to do so; I know because of our lengthy meeting the night before. Three hours of sleep has nothing on the self gratification of helping others and the humility and thankfulness of the people we are doing it for.
We need to get used to this as we all will be doctors in the future (spoken into existence). Once again, no complaints but boasting (maybe excessively but whatevs ¯\_( ˘͡ ˘̯)_/¯ ).
We'll let you know how it goes.
Till next time.
Signing off, 1 of 18 drones with a cause.
