Well, you'd never guess what meal we had for breakfast -- you may have seen it all too recently here on the blog. Somehow no matter how delicious, spaghetti still doesn't seem like a breakfast food. For that matter, neither do hotdogs. But hey, when in Haiti...
Here's what our view was this morning:
Lunch was a tasty goat and okra dish over rice. Dinner was a quiche type casserole with carrots and possibly salami. Each new meal adds an element of mystery to the day. Kind of like those grab bags you'd get as a kid.
My dad is a math and earth science teacher who loves rocks so it seemed like we frequently went to gem and mineral shows when I was younger. These are basically events where one could buy any type of rock/gem/mineral or tools and accessories for working with them. Fossils were also common items sold. Other than spending time with my dad and seeing all the pretty colored minerals, my favorite part was the little grab bags that my dad would usually treat my sister and I to. We'd anxiously wait to open our bags sometimes not wanting to open them right away because our imaginations and hopes of what could be inside only existed when the little brown bags were stapled shut.
I used to always hope for a stone called tiger eye which is neat looking or a mineral called mica which peels off in little sheets providing hours of fun for a kid hanging around a gem and mineral show. Random tidbit of info on mica: they used to use mica as oven windows. I'm sure some poor bored little kid got in a heap of trouble after discovering that the oven window peeled off in little layers.
All that to say that you never know what will end up on our plates here, but one thing's for sure -- it's all been tasty!
Today the amazing teamwork continued and most of the 20 molds that were modified yesterday became full prostheses today. After work, Jay and I met with two PTs and the case manager. It's a regular team meeting to continue to coordinate care for all the patients treated by the Klinik Hanger (Hanger Clinic).
This evening we all got to experience a true Haitian party. One of the guys who works at the hospital has a band and they played while everyone enjoyed hanging out and some of us danced. Thankfully for us gals, Haitian dancing is fairly easy to learn. You just move your feet in rhythm with the music and follow your partner's lead. It was a blast.
Tomorrow Jay and I go to Cange to work with amputees there. It's about 2.5 hours away on a windy road according to Jay.
