The strays finally got here after their cancelled flight and we spent only a lunch time at the beautifully prepared house in Agadez—so much for all THAT work. But that is not what the mission is about. We arrived late at the clinic since our military escort was late and wanted to shop in Agadez. #X%^&?#.
We arrived too late to work at the clinic so we got settled in the beautiful education center in the late af.ternoon. I am compelled to decorate—hang wall hangings, paintings and have nice floor mats to make our volunteers comfortable. We then dined on the terrace watching the sunset. I suppose some people might think I am romanticizing this site a bit. But I love it and so do our volunteers. It gives us a real idea of why the nomads so love their lives here.
We got to work early the next morning to install the many bags of medicine and supplies we brought. Under the direction of Dr. Bob Skankey; his wife Louine, Jennifer Hall, Sheri Hanna and I organized, inventoried and packaged medicine to prepare for the clinic.
In the afternoon we went to Ingall to visit the newly appointed Doctor there, Ingal’s first, and invite him to come and work with us. He has to go to his superiors in Agadez for permission, but we think he will be a very useful partner to better health care for this region. We then sent the cars off to bring in the midwives in for training.
The plan is for the previously trained matrons to help us train the new arrivals. We should be able to start tomorrow.
Bye for now,