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Reaching a limit

  • Writer: Christy Stoller
    Christy Stoller
  • 6 days ago
  • 2 min read

Some days you have to take a step backwards. The brick wall you're staring down just refuses to move.

I'll have to get Jake to share some of his stories too. For example, today he sent me a photo of the old incinerator on it's side outside of the building, needles and shards of medical waste littering the surrounding gravel. Or just now, he's sitting across from me, on his computer searching for a transformer. Unfortunately, a transformer that doesn't seem to exist outside of the broken one currently sitting on the floor of the Biomed room over at the hospital.


Or his Spanish lessons, anyone who has learned a language knows the feeling. When you feel like you're loosing what language you thought you had already obtained.

Jake and Carlos, his language helper
Jake and Carlos, his language helper

But as I mentioned, I will let Jake tell his stories.


For me, I am drawing a line at eyeballs. I never have liked eyeballs, a dislike which only grew after my own painful experience with LASIK. There is a visiting Ophthalmologist at Loma de Luz this week, and I was able to watch a cataract surgery today. Honestly, I kept waiting for the woozy feeling to hit. But I stayed upright the whole time. Success! And I can confirm that I still have no desire to mess with eyeballs. Stepping back from that wall.


The second wall I ran into today was Immigration. Despite our polite arguments and explanations when we passed through customs on arrival, the officer refused to give us a visa for longer than 30 days. We will have to make a trip into La Ceiba to extend our visa. We had known the time for this was approaching, but unfortunately had forgotten to plan for it. Today we realized our window to extend without expiration on this first visa or the extension, was very small. And due to our oversight, I had already planned surgeries for all of the days possible. Had to sit down after that one. We eventually got a plan put together and I could then trust myself to keep moving forward again.


Here's to praising God one brick wall tackled after another.

Much Love.



 
 
 

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