Well we arrived at the home of Mary Luz's patient only to find that Manuel had been taken to the Hospital the day before. Manuel has a huge tumor on the right side of his face which has grown so large he can not open his eye, and now is having trouble swallowing and had not eaten for days. But Mary's care goes way beyond the patient and we stayed and visited and of course they fed us lunch and tea..I was a bit nervous eating since this was a typical Andean home...dirt floor...shared by Qui who were eating and peeing on the floor...that is what Cipro is for right? Food given from what little they have...so humbling...this is why it is difficult at times to re-enter our culture...so many complain and feel so untitled yet these folks who have barely enough food and shelter to survive give freely AND express joy and hope...this helps merry to live appreciating abundance of my life.
Now for the slippery trek down...I made it without hitting it...Mary Luz did not probably be caused she was so concerned about me.. We hike down past the plaza to the school which was out but the teachers had not left yet so we hitched a ride with them ...oh but I guess they were not quite ready to go which pissed the Taxi driver off...remember the switch back dirt road...he was flying the teachers were yelling at him to slow down...I seriously thought I might die at the bottom of this mountain road..I prayed OK mom I'm cashing in any good deed...just to make it to the bottom of this road alive...not my time yet...but I really don't want to challenge that concept too much.....







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