Moved into town yesterday. There are no buses or cabs or any form of public transport here, so I got dropped off at the news agency, where a nice lady gave me a ride to my accommodation for the next 6 weeks.
Got there, the front door doesn’t open and the washing machine is outside. Some of the windows are cracked. There were bugs on my bed and a cockroach in the shower.
Overwhelmed.
The one doctor in the town got to town last night and showed me the hospital, which has one surgical theater, 3 consultation rooms and a pharmacy that doubles up as a reception area. The hospital is also the General practice of the town. He also fed me dinner since I couldn’t get groceries or supplies on Sunday as the only supermarket in the town isn’t opened on Sundays. In fact, nothing opens on Sunday, not even the Catholic Church.
Overwhelmed.
Cleaned my room, vacuumed, hand washed my clothes since I couldn’t figure the washing machine out. Ate instant noodles that I brought with me. Put on a show. Texted my boyfriend and talked to a good friend. Loneliness. So, so lonely.
Woke up today. Went to get groceries. Several people waved at me from inside their trucks and in front of their houses. Going into the hospital this afternoon. I should get my own room to see patients. I’m excited but terrified at the same time. I hope I get the most I can out of this rotation and I need to definitely relearn how to rely on God and be independent in making decisions.
