27 August 2009

Africa Dispatch IV: Greetings from the end of the earth

A few years ago, one of my best friends left theatre to go save the world. She'd been working in fundraising, and, coupled with some general job dissatisfaction, she figured, "If I'm gonna be raising money, I might as well be saving babies." And so now that's what she does, more or less. She works for an amazing charity that does work all over the world. This friend, whom we'll call Sydney Bristow (and her husband will be Vaughn, but no, she doesn't work for the CIA) so I don't get her fired or anything, works in the organization's NYC office, but is currently in Africa, having gotten the chance to spend a few weeks there visiting some of the org's sites. She's been sending email updates to family and a few friends, and I asked if I could share them with the internet. Maybe it's the malaria, but she agreed.


i am in a tiny village now. and visited an even smaller one with a mobile clinic today. (think 50 people in town) i shadowed the medical team who treated malnourished children. a lot of them hugged me and held my hand. i didn´t hold anyone thought because they were naked and i didn´t want to get peed on.

yesterday i visited the pediatric and maternity wards at the hospital. it was not nearly as interesting. but still good to see.

it is peaceful and beautiful in the village. the team here is really nice. and the sunset over the mountains is breathtaking.
the shower is one of the most luxurious i´ve even experienced.

vaughn, i checked up on why i haven´t been sleeping so well after we talked. it turns out it is indeed the antimalaria meds.

miss you all. love to all.

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