so I volunteered from '99 to 2002. Don't think I'm a saint! Well those who know wouldn't even think of it for one split second but for the others....I'm no Mother Theresa. I really wanted to help for a humanitarian cause but at the condition of flying (with a bit of fun as well). Like quite some volunteers, no matter what they say. Some try to go home with a sainthood aura which they don't really deserve. I wouldn't go and wash lepers feet as we say in French. My dedication had some limitations.
not exciting nor 'artistic 'pictures, more journalistic style for a change.
a chemist's. The caption says literally 'shop of cold medicines', meaning the medicines are stored in a fridge, or so they say.
the lab in Chem Chem hospital. A patient dropping some sample.
the technician at work. Notice the new poster overlapping the old one that nobody cared to remove. Campaigns happen for medical purpose. Though too rarely for family planning....
many sisters dedicate themselves to treating patients instead of praying or distributing bibles only.
colors... this doctor came for another hospital for a visit once in awhile in this little dispensary because there was (and still is) a shortage of fully qualified doctors in Tanzania. By then, there were about 2500 doctors for 33 millions people...I'm sure those figures haven't changed too much. Nurses and medical assistants do a great job for common diseases though. Sometimes a surgeon would even come and train one nurse to perform one special type of surgery, and I mean real surgery. Again, this is not the US with lawsuit orientated mind.
trees are not very valued, slashing is very common. Except for some shade. Specially in the middle of the villages for meetings.
as said above, not a striking picture but Tanzanian villages in whole are usually dull. No colors, lots of dust...here a Tanzanian flag, which is quite common.
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