Being sick in a foreign country is very interesting. It's interesting
for me because I work in a healthcare clinic, so I know what goes into
giving people proper treatment and dealing with their needs…but I
haven't been on the other side of South African treatment until this
week. The doctors and the nurses here are so helpful, and possibly more
kindhearted than what I have experienced in the US. So what was
difficult for me was being alone while receiving all this treatment.
Usually when I'm very sick or end up in the ER, I have my mom with me.
This week was the first time since I've been on the trip where I really
missed my mom. I needed her to hold my hand while I got that IV, and
to help me understand the names of the injections I didn't know. But
these trips to the doctors and being sick has made me a stronger person,
because I'm learning my independence and how to really take care of
myself.
Group on Signal Hill
Back row: Avery, Kelsey, Ainsley, Patrick, Wylie, Erin, Ethan, Janiel, Larissa: Third Row: Tekowa, Anna, Audrey, Jerard, Andrew, Carl, Allie; Second Row: Elise, Aimee, Vara, Carolyn, Melissa, Morgan, Liz, Erica, JR; Front Row: Savitri, Brianna, Sharon, Lindsay, Andrea
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