The desperate man asked me in French, “Doctor, what about my brother?” In rooms full of bloodied bodies on the ground, somewhere was this man’s brother.
Mahmood is a wonderful seven-year-old Chadian boy. He has a big smile and no fear of strangers. When he smiles his eyes light up and the prominent gap between his two front teeth stands out.
Triplets (!) - two sisters and a brother were born a week ago. The sisters were born first and then came the brother. They do not yet have names, but their mother knows them apart needless to say.
Day 6 in Chad.
It had to happen sooner or later in my experiences in Africa, but the MSF car did not show up to pick me up from the airport, but it was no big problem.
The estimated time of arrival in N’djamena, the capital of Chad, is two hours. The Air France pilot said it’s hot tonight – somewhere more than 30 degrees.
As I am about to complete my mission this weekend and this blog, I thought I would finish where it always should start and end - the situation and struggle of our patients.
