Zambia//Day 27
July 2nd (Monday)
Today we spent the morning in “The Mall” helping Ruth sort the packages that hadn’t yet been opened. We opened them and sorted the clothing into girls or boys and specific age ranges. We were all agreed that it would be fine if we never saw another reversible outfit again. They were all handmade and someone put a lot of time and effort into making them and sending them. However, they made them out fo the most interesting/questionable fabrics and patterns (most with very colourful frogs). It was also very difficult to figure out the sizes, gave us a good headache for sure!
We worked until 10am and then had a tea break. Ruth had freshly squeezed orange juice for us-absolutely delicious! She also had very good bran muffins with raisins and craisins which was very refreshing to have with the orange juice. We sat on the front porch of Ruth’s home with a beautiful view of the valley and Zambezi river below. We were joined by Ruth, Phil, Tom, and another local man helping install new kitchen cupboards in the Hanna’s home. Gordon and Garrett had left early in the morning to go to the Chingola area to see where the shipping containers arrive.



We finished going through all of the unopened boxes shortly after 1pm. Nicole and Fiona told me to go get my camera to take picture in the Mall. So I went back to our house to get it, Tom and Phil passed me on the four-wheeler saying I was going to be late for lunch… bu they didn’t realize that I wasn’t as we weren’t invited to lunch this Monday (Dorothy normally hosts lunch for visitors on Mondays). Earlier Dorothy made a point to find us and tell us that we were not to come to her house for lunch, hahaha, she said that she was just going to have the others this time. We definitely understood and were not offended, just amused.






So I took some pictures and we finished sorting the last box and took the few things we gathered from one of the containers earlier when Ruth was there as we asked if we could have a bit more food/cans to cook with. When we got back to the house we discovered/remembered that Monday and Tuesday are Zambian holidays and Thomas was not going to be working as evidence by the mountain of dishes still present on our counter, haha! We relaxed for a little while, then Nicole began to make peanut butter cookies.
Tiffany then sent Fiona a text saying that a patient had arrived and they were going to start surgery for a perforated bowel.She said that some of us could come, so we didn’t think that meant all 3 of us so Fiona and Nicole decided to go up and help out while I stayed and was going to make supper. (I made roast chicken, chickpea curry, rice, and coleslaw). After they left I washed the mountain of dishes that had piled up from our weekend and the fact that Thomas wasn’t working because of the holiday. That took me awhile and then I started on the supper. After I had pretty much finished supper I had gotten a text that Tiffany sent that said they would still be a little while. So I ate my supper and then decided to have a shower.
Fiona, Nicole, and Tiffany came through the door at 10:15pm (they left around 5pm…). I knew immediately that they had a crazy night by their facial expressions and also by the evidence of some dark fluid that had soaked the front of Nicole’s shirt, they looked exhausted. Nicole and Tiffany showered while I heated up the supper I had made while Fiona gave me the low down on what had happened: Apparently a man came in that had an abdominal stab wound that had perforated his bowel. How this happened was that this man had owed someone (he said his “friend”) about 5 kwacha (about 50 cents US) and the man couldn’t pay back the debt. He asked for more time and then the person who wanted his money back stabbed him. They had a lot of trouble inserting the NG tube (the man wasn’t cooperating) and also did not want them to insert the catheter either. So it took a long time just to prep the patient for surgery. The patient vomited partially digested nshima all over Tiffany, some went down her shirt, in her face, and in her hair. Nicole’s shirt was probably soaked in some sort of bodily fluid -likely blood, but perhaps iodine… The surgery itself went alright though. When he was waking up the ketamine made him aggressive, however, he also proposed to Nicole, several times. He was persistent.
So when they all sat down to eat supper they were grateful to be clean and they had high praise for the meal I had made for them. Around 10:30pm Tiffany went home to bed and the rest of us retired for the evening.//






























