A delicious, spicy, grilled chicken-and-bread-habit mmmmmmm. I thought it was someone's birthday again but no, one of the male nurses passed his driver's test and wanted to celebrate by bringing food in for the staff. And that's not all! People bring in food for anniversaries and children's birthdays too.
I could really get used to this....
I was going to walk home after clinical today but that didn't happen. Hey, it was hot! It's now 11 p.m and it's still 32 degrees with 75% humidity. Both Tanis and Natalia are finished their hospital shifts and Laura and I have our last shift tomorrow evening. I can hardly believe the time has gone by so quickly.
As I walked by my patient's room, I could hear her son softly singing this beautiful song in Arabic to his mother. I was reminded of something I learned at the talk I attended on the hajj about the important role that mothers play in Islam. Children are raised to honour, respect and obey their parents, but especially their mothers. When the son left a few minutes later, he left a CD playing in his mother's room, again it was a man's voice, singing softly in Arabic.
Here is a photo of the three of us (Laura is at the Women's Hospital). Notice all the papers almost falling out of my pocket. I'm prepared for anything!!!! I'm also thinking: "oh you guys have your stethoscopes and I don't, dang! Let me just run upstairs...no...ok..we're doing this...ok SMILE!"
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