We have had thunderstorms at least every afternoon for the last 4 days. There are puddles everywhere. The paths have become small tributaries. The grass is wet and tall. The clothes on the lines are not getting dry. The kids have mud on their pants and wet seats from playing outside. The rain gauge stays full. The leaves on the trees are shiny green.
My patient, Mr. Sando with the suprapubic catheter came back to see me. . . he did go to Drefontien (another mission hospital with a surgeon on staff) and did have a prostatectomy. He was back to profusely thank me and to show me his slightly infected surgical scar which he has not been covering with a bandage. Yikes! I put him on Abx and give him strict instructions for daily dressing changes and monitoring and a return visit in one week. It might be considered overkill, but I like happy endings and want to ensure that all goes well.

This afternoon I got started with the English class. There were 5 women who came today and rumors of 4 or 5 others who may be interested. I had them answer some questions about their intentions to take exam, strengths, weaknesses, etc. One of my questions was, “What do you want to get out of this class?” and the students reply was, “I do not want to get out of this class!” Then, had them write a composition about a traditional Shona custom. We meet again on Saturday. It will be interesting to see who shows up, who follows through. I spent the evening reading through their essays and picking out sentences to have the class revise. We definitely have our work cut out for us.




