So, I come home after a long day of sitting on my butt followed by some goat BBQ and jump in the shower. I get out and hear the sound of chopping wood. Mama is the only one here besides me so I know it is her getting wood for the evening meal. I'm thinking "what the hell is an 80 year old woman chopping wood at 7:30 pm?" and go to help. She's out there with a solid metal axe weighing about 30 pounds wacking away faster than I've seen any fireman on a roof do. I decide to do the manly thing and offer to help. After one piece of wood, sweating like a hog on the way to market and hoping I can find an albuterol inhaler, I give the axe back to Mama and she finishes up. I can hear her chuckling in the background but she does give me a big asante sana (thanks very much) as I carry my few sticks back.
I should bring Mama back and enter her in those cage fighting events.
These are some thoughts and photos during my travels and providing health care around the world.
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