This is the beginning of the 4th week and I'm in male ward. If you know me well, you know this is about to be my favorite week. There is something about old men that is just adorable, plus, here in Zambia, its just nice to be liked and appreciated and I find that the men here are much more responsive as about half of the women here can't decide whether they like you or not.
Today I started out with 5 in-patients and by the end of the day ended up with 10+. My patient diagnoses this morning were a broad range:
1. Uncontrolled diabetes
2. A survivor from a land-mine explosion who just had some of the shards removed from his left arm, leaving the ones in his skull and right leg that weren't causing any problems
3. Cryptococcal meningitis, TB, HIV, sepsis, IRIS
4. TB, HIV with treatment failure, Chronic diarrhea, severe dehydration
5. Uncontrolled hypertension 200+/100+ with prior stroke

After rounds in male ward, it was another Monday in OPD which just means absolutely packed up until 6:30p.m. with the constant question of when to admit and when to allow home treatment. 

There is a lot of sickness around Zambia now in it's cold season and we get more and more patients every week. Today I saw cases of the mumps, flu, parotiditis, bronchitis, gastritis, hematuria (urinalysis pending), and infected wounds. 

I'll elaborate on these patients tomorrow when I can finally put pictures up and give their story, but I can tell you now that God is working and doing amazing things daily. There is no other feasible explanation. I count myself fortunate that He would empower and allow me to witness and occasionally have a part in the treatment and healing of His patients. I am awe struck at His faithfulness in each day that I go to work and His provision of presence of mind, a joyful disposition, and receptive patients.