The Welcoming Commitee
I wasn’t sure I wanted to get out of bed this morning. I had the worst sleep in my life thanks to an insane cat who just couldn’t keep quiet. She woke me up 7 times last night. SEVEN TIMES!!
Things started to look up once I finally was able to convince myself to crawl out of bed and get into the shower. The day got better as time went on. My parents along with Larry and Sue (from my church) have been painting up a storm in my apartment and it is really starting to look great!
Plus my good friend Nalize was released from the hospital today. She was in a very bad motorcycle accident a few weeks ago. Praise the Lord we had the surgery suite up and running and a group of surgeons just “happened” to be in country the day of the accident. Coincidence? I think not! She broke her leg both above and below the knee. She also broke her wrist and split her lip wide open in two places. Her wrist was able to be reset without requiring surgery her leg however was not so lucky. She truly is lucky to be alive!!
Nalize lives in the village of Simonette, which is a ways off the main (paved) road. It’s really only a few miles away but it takes a good 15 or 20 minutes to get there since the roads are so rough. It took double that today since I had to drive so slowly to keep her leg from bouncing around. I’m so thankful for my pickup truck, once again the truck bed has come in handy. The truck has been used to transport patients around MOH a number of times since the earthquake, today was the first time I drove off campus with someone sprawled out in the truck bed. As we drove into Simonette down the only road through the village people were excited to see Nalize coming home. As we got closer and closer to her parents property a parade of people started to form around the truck. By the time I backed the truck into their yard a few hundred people had shown up to greet Nalize and welcome her home. It was amazing to see the whole village come out to welcome her.
My parents came along for the ride and my Dad did a fantastic job of entertaining some of the welcoming party. My Dad is the kind of guy who is loved internationally. All it takes is a smile and some dance moves to get people to like you around here!
The ride back home was almost as much fun as our afternoon out. Mom and Dad enjoyed the cool breeze and a bottle of water as we rode home.
Peace, love and parents!
Rachel
Things started to look up once I finally was able to convince myself to crawl out of bed and get into the shower. The day got better as time went on. My parents along with Larry and Sue (from my church) have been painting up a storm in my apartment and it is really starting to look great!
Plus my good friend Nalize was released from the hospital today. She was in a very bad motorcycle accident a few weeks ago. Praise the Lord we had the surgery suite up and running and a group of surgeons just “happened” to be in country the day of the accident. Coincidence? I think not! She broke her leg both above and below the knee. She also broke her wrist and split her lip wide open in two places. Her wrist was able to be reset without requiring surgery her leg however was not so lucky. She truly is lucky to be alive!!
Nalize lives in the village of Simonette, which is a ways off the main (paved) road. It’s really only a few miles away but it takes a good 15 or 20 minutes to get there since the roads are so rough. It took double that today since I had to drive so slowly to keep her leg from bouncing around. I’m so thankful for my pickup truck, once again the truck bed has come in handy. The truck has been used to transport patients around MOH a number of times since the earthquake, today was the first time I drove off campus with someone sprawled out in the truck bed. As we drove into Simonette down the only road through the village people were excited to see Nalize coming home. As we got closer and closer to her parents property a parade of people started to form around the truck. By the time I backed the truck into their yard a few hundred people had shown up to greet Nalize and welcome her home. It was amazing to see the whole village come out to welcome her.
My parents came along for the ride and my Dad did a fantastic job of entertaining some of the welcoming party. My Dad is the kind of guy who is loved internationally. All it takes is a smile and some dance moves to get people to like you around here!
The ride back home was almost as much fun as our afternoon out. Mom and Dad enjoyed the cool breeze and a bottle of water as we rode home.
Peace, love and parents!
Rachel
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