Rain, lots of rain this week.

I admitted my first patient at the hospital a few days ago, he was pretty bad, and messy about it. Really had me thinking about how if you get the wrong illness, its all over. Considering the meds that the hospital has are shipped in or scavenged from the mainland. Your Ill and we don’t have the appropriate meds for it, it could be a long down hill battle.

The days are moving along, faster then usual, maybe its the new friends and people I am meeting here; and for that I will be grateful, I think slowly but surely, the roots of my being are settling into the land here. This last year has been much, almost too much, but for who knows why, I’m still alive. I don’t see any reason to continue digging my grave when there are others who have suffered just as much, if not worse than I… Anyway, I’m on my way to work, I’ll catch up with you two a bit later. Love.