I’d like to tell you about my friend. We can’t really talk to one another. But we’re friends. Continue reading “’Friendship’ speaks a thousand words”
Living on a ship that is also your place of work means it’s sometimes hard to differentiate between the work week and the weekend. It can also be a challenge when your friends are also your colleagues and all your weeks and months seem to roll together to form one giant hamster run called ‘ship life’. Continue reading “Work hard, play hard”
I’ve seen it on the gory documentaries, I’ve heard the exaggerated stories of those who have had work done themselves, but never have I ever witnessed a live surgery in an operating theatre.
That was until this week. Continue reading “Never have I ever…”
We’ve already been in Cameroon for 10 days. That’s 240 hours. A whopping 14,400 minutes. Or even 864,000 new and exciting seconds to take in everything that this country has to offer… Continue reading “864,000 Cameroonian seconds”
So, what’s it like spending 12 days at sea with no internet, no ship stabilizer and no where to run I hear you ask? Let me enlighten you… I’ll start by setting the scene- twas the night before the sail, when all through the ship; people took lots of drugs to avoid getting sick. Continue reading “Diary of a Diamond Shellback”
Well, well, well- we made it to the ship. Horrah! All it took was 3 flights (one of them missed), 30+ hours of being awake and an entire bag of destroyed toiletries that didn’t have such a smooth transition. The Africa Mercy is everything I imagined her to be: beautiful, big and bustling. I’m so pleased to finally be here. However, there are several things about ship life that I was not prepared for…
We’re now down to the last week before we leave Texas, but believe it or not we still won’t be in Africa. For those who are desperately waiting to hear and see some amazing stories of patients in Cameroon, believe me, I’m right there with you…
Hey y’all, our first week of training in Texas is complete! We now know how to put out a fire, save someone’s life and survive for 3 days alone at sea (supposedly).
We’re now down to the final 2.5 weeks before we head off for our Mercy Ships adventure…
We were accepted a mere 2.5 weeks prior to this point so it has been panic central as we try and arrange vaccinations, visas, flights and funding. My most memorable breakdown was last Monday when Continue reading “9 diseases, 18 runs and 1 stolen parsnip…”