A bloody mess

All last week Grace and I were holding training sessions with our new staff for Jubilee's clinic. Our class on Monday morning was supposed to be medication dosing, but it turned into a crash course in wound care...




Fourteen stitches and frankly, not one of my best jobs. I do not like stitching palms. Too many creases. He returned today to get the sutures removed and I was not thrilled with my work. I had to keep reminding myself that even my less-than-amazing fix was probably better that what he would have gotten anywhere else in this city.