The Red Chinese and Rabbit Indian
The sharp whistle of wind through trees woke me up in the dark, it was pouring outside. There was a lacrosse ball in my throat eagerly trying to escape by…
It Hurts When I do this…
Despite my fired up ruminations about living large amongst the jellies and the trees (oh I’m king of the trees), I am still a mortal man, and somewhat of a…
A Stethoscope in One Hand and a Machete in the Other
As the propellers rumbled forward, houses faded into specks and then were lost behind jungle as the river slithered like a serpent in all its bends and flows. The trees,…
Viagra is the Devil
We were up at our usual time and finished breakfast to begin clinic at 730. By 8am there was a line swollen enough to fill the whole day already. I…
Shrek is Love
Her mother follows silently and enters the room behind us. We sat down in the dark. I took off my headlamp, and using a plastic bag I found lying around,…
The Ritual
I woke up on the morning of our third deployment to some welcome news via email; my request to the college for a one month extension to my placement was…
Hickory Daiquiri Delivery Dock
There have been some interesting developments in the last few hours, and I am going to break slightly from the pre-ordained chronology of these posts for just a moment. On…
Old Man and the Pulse-oximeter
Sleep was a bit stressful for me that night, the paranoia from having already caused one partial collapse of the dilapidated schoolhouse kept me scared stiff in my hammock. In…
I Bless the Rains Down in Bisira
Tuesday morning, 6:26. A loud crash woke me up, jolting me in bed like a startled rat. A swimming pool of water must have been dropped on the casito roof…
