1.
My
colleagues are getting malaria left and right. It wasn't entirely surprising to me
when I started hearing about national staff members getting malaria. The rainy
season has started so there are more mosquitoes and national staff members
obviously don’t take malaria pills. At least one of them has admitted to me
that he doesn’t sleep under a mosquito net either. And I’m sure it’s the same
for other people. To be honest, although I loved my mosquito net in Kenya
because it felt like my own little personal bubble of safety from both
mosquitos and tons of other nasty insects, I hate my bed net here and I’m
starting to understand why people don’t use them. They are such a pain to have
to tuck in every single night. And when I’m in the field, they usually aren’t
even big enough to tuck under the mattress so I just have to rest the edges on
the bed and hope no mosquitos get inside. Anyway, now international staff are
also starting to get malaria. The primary reason is, of course, that they aren’t
taking malaria pills. Taking malaria pills every day isn’t sustainable when you’ve
been here for three years, but even staff who have been here for less than a
year have stopped taking them and always seemed shocked when I tell them that I’m
still taking mine. In Kenya, knowing it was winter and that malaria wasn’t even
endemic there, I think just about everyone, myself included, stopped taking
malaria pills. Here in Sierra Leone, that would be a very bad idea. If I step
out onto the veranda in the evenings, I inevitably return inside with a slew of
welts all over my arms and legs and sometimes even on my face. Not being one to
use bug spray, I will continue to take my malaria pills until I leave and begrudgingly
use my bed net every night. I should also probably learn to stay inside around
sunset.
2.
I
can’t remember if I’ve already written about this, but there’s a horrific story
coming out of Guinea about the transport of a person who died from Ebola.
Apparently, wanting to bury this man in the traditional (unsafe) way, the
victims’ family dressed him up, propped him up in the backseat of the car and
drove him back to his village to be buried. It’s literally like something you’d
see in a movie. Needless to say, the family members who assisted in this
ludicrous endeavor all got Ebola. Additionally, it was near the Guinea-Sierra
Leone border so I’m sure this is contributing to the spike in cases we’ve been
seeing in Kambia (a district along the border with Guinea) and Port Loko (south
of Kambia and on the main highway between Freetown and Conakry). I wish we
could just shut down the entire border with Guinea. Unfortunately, it’s even
more difficult to successfully patrol the border here than it is in the US.
3.
We’ve
rented office space at Caritas Makeni because there are just too many of us to
comfortably fit into the office in the Command Center. So all of the finance
people have moved over to the Caritas Office. I’ve been to Caritas Makeni
before, but I hadn’t yet seen our office space so on Thursday afternoon, Jethro
and I got a driver to take us over there so we could visit John. When we
decided to leave, however, we called Yayah only to discover that there was no
car available to pick us up right then. So Jethro suggested we walk back to the
Command Center. It really isn’t very far, but it was hot and I was wearing
jeans so I wasn’t completely enthused by the idea. But we walked back anyway
and I took the opportunity to be a tourist outside the Command Center.
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