Muy Buena Dia

Today we went shopping. It was pretty cool. All of the things are so fun, but they aren't neccisarly that inexpensive and the vendors here aren't really into bartering that much. I think because it's Mexico City and they get alot of tourists. It was kinda overwhelming for me though. I always feel bad for some reason. I don't know. I just like buying things from the stores in the US because I don't have to worry about who I'm buying it from. Does that make sense. I mean it doesn't matter if I buy stuff at Target or not, no one is watching me hoping I'll buy it you know?
Oh and me and Sarah took the laundry over this morning. We did end up using the suitcases to pull it over. It went pretty well the man at the laundrymat spoke a little english and I was able to use my nonexistent spanish. :) Tomorrow is our brigade so please pray!

(I actually wrote this part last night but it wouldn't post because the connection was bad)
Today was a really good day. Pretty much real slow at the clinic but good none the less. We were able to do alot of learning this morning when there weren't any patients. We learned about palpating a blood pressure when you are in a situation when you can't hear it (like I was in the ambulance yesterday). I also did some abdominal assessments and then the doctor gave us some teaching on sutures which was really helpful. We are all looking forward to being able to do sutures for real. People are sent to the Red Cross (Cruza Rojo) specifically for reconstructive surgery because the doctor that we have there is really good at those sort of things, specifically finger surgeries, so we see alot of those. The doctor kind of reminds me of House because he's really good at what he does, but he doesn't always have such a good bedside manner. He tells patients how it is, he'll tell them that they're fat, or that it is there fault for what has happened ect. Sometimes i think it's a little harsh, but alot of times it's probably good for them to hear, it's the truth at least. And really the people don't seem to mind, culturally i think they are just more blunt about things, especially weight.For lunch today we went to Carlos' parent's house and it was so great. The food was amazing. The table was just full of really good food. The soup was really interesting. It was like "canadian bacon and pineapple soup" it was like spaghetti noodles with ham and pineapple and ham. Not so bad but well not so, so, so good. Oh and Carlos' nephew was the cutest little baby boy i've ever seen. He was so stinking chubby and we loved eachother. I just couldn't stop kissing his cheeks.After lunch there was a little more action at the clinic. I got to give two injections, one of them was in the dark (well we had a lamp) because the power went out. That happens often actually. It usually doesn't stay off for too long though. There was also a guy who got cut by a power saw. He had a real big hole in his chest, so that wasn't good, but the doctor was able to stitch him up good.The little girl that I held while her finger was amputated came to the clinic today for a cleaning of her wound. Her finger looked so much better, now we just have to pray that her mom will take care of it and it will stay infection free. It's really hard when all the little kids come in for cleanings because it's so painful for them and they scream. We have to scrub the wound, including the stiches pretty vigerously and then we have to sqeeze it to see if any pus will come out. I actually haven't had to do it yet but i've watched enough and held enough screaming children to know that i don't look forward to it when it's my turn. I just hope it doesn't make me physically ill. The Lord is my strength.Oh and one of the best parts of the day was that we were able to share our faith with the doctor. It started out with us asking about a patient and then developed into us asking about his faith. We were talking about prayer and he mentioned how the group from Northwest last year prayed while he was doing surgery on a really critical patient and how he will always remember that. I told him how I had prayed during the surgery with the little girl and how it was when we sang Jesus Loves Me to her she fell asleep. He then wanted us to sing the song to him. So we did and he liked it so much that we sang some other worship songs to him. At the end of the singing he asked if we would share our testimonies with him. I was able to share mine and another girl shared hers before a drunk man came in with a very broken arm. Please pray that we will have additional opportunities to share with the doctor as well as pray for him. Oh and it's really cool because he is going to try to come to the brigade (outreach) that we are doing on Saturday. He says that he feels a certain peace with our group as he did with last years group as well. Praise God.Today was also a good day for my spanish. I was able to practice with two different people at the clinic who were both very gracious and I was able to teach them some english as well. It was super fun. I'm still praying that by the end of them month God will grant me the ability to be fluent in the language.... :)Tomorrow is our day of rest, so we all are excited about that. We'll see how much rest we get though. Sarah and I are suppose to take the laundry next door to get it done at the laundry mat (you leave your clothes and they wash them for you) but we'll see how that goes as well. Hopefully we'll figure how to say what we need and hopefully we'll find a way to get everything over there, since we're doing everyones there is ALOT to carry. Sarah suggested filling up our suitcases and pulling them over. I laughed but that might be exactly what we have to do.We'll see....