Day 3--post op

     I called this blog title "post-op" because that' what I feel like. I'm started to get adjusted to the weather, the being constantly stared since I'm white, and the food--and to me, it's like my life has gone through a surgery and I'm in recovery right now trying to adjust to this new life. What's new in this life is my new found favor of plantains. Although they look like bananas they taste like potatoes and I can't get enough . No literally, I can't get enough because I'm still hungry.

     So let's see...my day today: 1) went to visit an organization called Respire that educates, feeds, (starting a medical clinic) a ton of kids and a lot which are restevaks. 2) After that, I went to a medical clinic for a visit and it was heart-wrenching. I can't really describe what I felt so I'll describe what I saw--a dirty white fabric tent sitting next to a tree. That is their entire medical clinic. There were two mothers outside with malnourished children. The one child that caught my attention was wearing a pretty yellow chiffon dress but was so weak she could barely open her eyes and her head lolled back unsupported. This little girl had flies on her face and bugs in her teeth but she was too weak to care and her mentally challenged mother couldn't properly take care of her. That's Haiti. That's what the people here live like. And it's crazy to think that this isn't just Haiti. This is most of the world that most 1st worlders will never see . . . out of sight and out of mind. 3) The third thing I did today was again visit the child's home.It was pretty uneventful but nice to see the children and they were sweet as always:)
     I just got some bad news: the third organization I was going to stay at had a medical family emergency and had to leave for the States which means I can't volunteer there anymore. I'm praying that something will provide itself but who knows? I'll figure it out and update you all when I know but you can be praying for that.
     Anyway, here is a photo of Haiti--gorgeous right? It's crazy to think you find such poverty amidst such beauty but that's the way it is.


Okay America, I'll talk to you later,

xx Leah