Even when I could do nothing to help a woman’s breast cancer, or was baffled with the old man’s Parkinsonian-like symptoms without any evidence of Parkinson’s disease, or the child with what looked like treacher-collin’s syndrome; even when all I did was give Tylenol for a wife with lower back pain from carrying water, multivitamins and cough syrup for a child with cold symptoms, Aleve for a man with osteoarthritis of the knees, the people were grateful beyond belief. They shook my hand fervently saying thank you with a look of relief on their faces. Some of my patients came back later in the day with gifts to give me: hand-made bags, shell and seed necklaces, and even a model of a traditional trading boat called an “Abotouey,” which is their traditional trading boat previously used to trade throughout PNG (ie fish and shells for sego palms, yams, coconuts, tarro, etc). She seemed to have a bit of a crush on me. I am told that on independence day they parade around with these boats. A few of the volunteers asked for my contact information so that they could write me at home. Some came up with a pen and asked us to sign their t-shirts. Others wanted pictures with us (they did not have a camera, but wanted to be in a picture with us on OUR camera). Bon Voyage,
~Nic
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