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0500: Alarm clock goes off.
0515: Dressed and in the Wardroom for breakfast. Groggy.
Coffee. Eggs freshly scrambled by the short-order cook with
mushrooms, tomatoes, peppers, onions, and cheese. Five strips of
bacon. French toast. Coffee. Malaria pill with tall glass of
water.
0600: Muster in the hangar bay. Get into the right line
to make sure I get on the right helo to get to the right site. Once
I'm checked in and in the right line I can lie down and get some
more shut eye.
0700: Move from hangar bay up personnel ramp toward the
flight deck.
0715: Lie down on the ramp and doze again.
0745: Board helo. It's hot, noisy, and rattling. If you
sit in the wrong seat you get hydraulic fluid dripping on you. (But
hydraulic fluid dripping isn't a bad thing because if it's not
dripping, that means it has run out of fluid, which is a far-worse
problem) We put on the life preserver and "cranial" -- the helmet
with hearing protection -- in the personnel ramp. This is actually
early for boarding the helo. Usually I don't get onto a helo until
0900 or later.
0810: Touch down in Betania and walk the short distance
to the village
from the LZ. The medical team had arrived on an earlier helo
and things are already in full swing. The line is long, the
pharmacy is setup, one of the generators is malfunctioning, I
quickly sweat through my outer shirt. Betania lies inland about 7
miles from the shore in the lowlands beyond the high area along the
coast where Puerta Cabezas sits. The low-lying nature of this area
makes for less of a breeze and more water -- a combination that my
Ohio temperament doesn't appreciate. I had been able to keep my
outer long-sleeved shirt on for most of the day in Puerta Cabezas.
I'd have sweat through it by 2PM, but I would generally still have
it on. In Betania, with less breeze and more humidity, I was down
to my t-shirt by 0900.
I take stock of the village. The <a href="houses are elevated
because the ground is very susceptible to flooding during the rainy
season. The houses are unpainted board siding, two-room shelters,
no more than 16' square, with a tin roof. The women wash clothes by
hand in a wheelbarrow with a washboard. Chickens, pigs, goats, and
dogs roam freely around the village. Most cows and some goats are
kept in pens.
The children are generally barefoot. Many wear shirts with
American sports team logos or American clothing company names on
them -- I don't think they paid what your or I would pay at the
mall for these. There is a dirt road that goes past the village,
and judging by the only vehicles we see drive by,
brightly-painted buses filled to capacity and with more perched
on top, it is a main road. But there are no roads within the
village -- no need, because there are no cars and not enough people
to justify taxis. It's hot. Palm trees laden with coconuts are
everywhere.
0820:
Captain Ian Thornton, a Canadian Army dentist, is the only
dentist in Betania. He has already seen two patients and is just
sitting down for his third. He has two dental chairs and works on
one while the nurse prepares the other.
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