So tired, so this is going to be short. This was our first official day of running triage, which is essentially an ER of sorts for the hospital. Funny story...I was starting an IV on a little old lady and she was humming and nodding and murmuring in her native Haitian Creole. So I asked my interpretor what she was saying. He looked at me and laughed and said, "she's praying". I busted out laughing and looked her and said, "me too my friend, me too!". Only the 2nd IV I've started since nursing school...the 1st being yesterday.

I can say this...when you look into the eyes of these Haitian people...you can see their souls. A lot of these people truly love Jesus. I asked an elderly lady today (via interpretor), "what do you know about my Jesus?". She looked back and me and said, "I have Jesus right here (pointing to her heart). He's my Savior, my friend." She said, "I've been watching you today (she'd been lying on a bed attached to an IV all morning) and I love you, because you loved people." She humbled me to my core. She also mentioned she like my freckles, which tickled me even more. So I had to pull out the ol camera and show her a picture of my Gracie. She told me, "she's a gift, a gift from God, you love her." So precious, and I told her that...I even had the opportunity to pray with her. The honor of all honors of my day.

See you all tomorrow...hopefully more humor, just tired tonight. Remind me to tell you about the taptap buses and donkeys some time...:)