We headed out to the clinic again for another day at work.
I spent the day in the office writing some policy documents and calculating acreage of farmland that the clinic is looking to buy. This is where the maths teaching paid off; I just hope I got it all right.
Armorel was busy in the ward and with patients. In mid July, Dr Ruth is heading back to the UK for two months, and so during this time Armorel will be well and truly upgraded to doctor status. In particular she is being asked to run the health centre’s cardiac clinic, so in preparation she was studying and sitting in on the clinic. A scary task, but an awesome one too.
The evening came and went with a lovely Skype chat to Pete and Libby, and we headed to bed.
However, on the way found the largest ant you have ever seen walking across the floor. He was quickly dispatched only to be replaced by another, and another and another. We had heard stories of these ants, which are biting ants, swarming and people waking up covered in ants.
So alarmed by these possible fictitious tales we went searching for the trail and or nest. After a good 30mins and a dozen or so deaths, but no nest, we went to bed praying for protection from the ants.
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