We did not get out this weekend like we had planned. It had nothing to do with illnesses, plans just fell through.
A stomach virus is spreading through the camp rapidly. Everyone is now on mandatory doses of Cipro for a few days and every surface is getting a good scrub down. Hopefully this will solve the problem.
We have not left the compound since Tuesday, and a little cabin fever is starting to set in. There is a paramedic team here from Seattle that is riding motorcycles out to the tent cities to do wound care and first aid until they run out of supplies every day. I desperately wanted to tag along with them this weekend, but for a few biological and scheduling reasons was not able. Could you imagine that as a blog entry? The time I road on the back of a Chinese motorcycle with EMT's to a tent city in Port-au-Prince... amazing. I should probably stop scheduling my outings based on whether or not they will make a good blog entry. That is a good way to use up my nine lives, and I am sure I have burned through at least two already.
Every Haitian church sings How Great Thou Art in French. How I the world did I attend a Baptist church for so long and not learn all the words? At least then I would be able to sing along with one song. I cannot wait to be at Fellowship Metro or Central get to enjoy some home-cooked worship services.
Somethings are back to "normal" in the city. A few markets have opened and so has the bakery. But I wonder how long their inventory will last and when they will be able to resupply. For example the bottling plant here that makes a local beer and soft drinks was heavily damaged and won't be able to resume for about 3 months. This is a situation worth watching... not the beer situation... the other one, with the food.
Another situation that has every one's attention is the local forecast. As of right now rain is predicted for the end of the week. A rain storm in this city would be catastrophic right now. It would be just the thing to set off a "second wave" of health concerns. The water table in the city would be contaminated from the dead bodies and open sewage. Cholera would be almost epidemic.
In the coming weeks I will be blogging about a few different things. One, will be writing about the amazing people we are working with, they have stories that need to be told. Two, Katie and I wrote down everything that happened the first week and I hope to take those notes and make sense out of them. Of course should I get to ninja around town with motorcycle EMT's or cowboy around the city in any other way, I will let you know.