The building on the right is The Clinic for the Poor where I volunteer. On 11 January, as we were closing up for the day, the little old woman in the picture came for pain medication. She was so frail, she couldn't sit down to rest. So much pain. She lives down the hill straight ahead in this picture. The road is steep, with terrible holes and rough pavement. Not knowing she couldn't sit down, I pulled my car up and tried to put her in my car so I could drive her home. But, no. After she left, I cried for her and her life. She was also malnourished. It makes me cry while I type this. |
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