[Note- I am back from the brigade, and only now catching up on these posts. I fell behind due to a combination of a nasty cold, no electricity, and two days in the field spent designing, printing and collecting signatures for brigade diplomas to satisfy the Honduran official paper & stamp fetish. More to come!]
Our second day of work started out with an egg run to Iriona so Mirna could make baleadas for breakfast. I went to get the car at the Cubans' house and found Dr Valcárcel at the gate talking with two men whose truck was parked outside. One was bleeding profusely from the hand, and Valcárcel was having a look at it. He insisted we come in for Cuban coffee instead of buying eggs and gave me the Cubans' eggs to take across the street. But Mirna sent me back with orders to buy more eggs—23 wouldn't be enough—and 5 lbs of cheese as well, because you can't make baleadas without cheese.
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There was some confusion getting out of Ceiba on Wednesday morning. My nursing students got up at 4am to take turns in the bathroom and leave at 5, while the med students in their house across town were preparing for a later departure. So we had more time to drink our coffee. We all left a little after 7 planning to be in Tocoa for breakfast by 9—the students in the UNAH bus and me, Luther's brother who generously dropped all his previous obligations to help us on the journey, Dr. Valcárcel, Dr. Marilyn and Carolina (the sibling team responsible for all the photographs here) in the car. But after the rains the night before, the zone was in red alert, and it quickly became clear that there was good reason for that. Trees were downed what seemed like every few dozen meters, although local people were collecting them almost as fast as they had been felled for firewood. It's a very efficient highway maintenance system.
Just one of the things we saw on the trip to Ciriboya two days ago. Full posts coming soon! (Photos courtesy Carolina and Dr. Marilyn Pereira)
A photo-essay of the January 2014 nurse/med student brigade to Ciriboya. With half a dozen detours due to rained-out roads and bridges (adding up to many extra hours of travel and a about 35 hungry passengers), and thanks to the super-human driving talents of Marcos, our bus driver (I promised to acquire him chains for the trip back), and to the resourcefulness of the students in a few sticky spots, we completed our voyage to Ciriboya.
This is my first post about the UNAH nursing and medical student brigade I am helping to coordinate to Ciriboya. Please donate to the First Garifuna Hospital at Ciriboya to support our trip, and more importantly, the Garífuna community and the radical model for healthcare justice they are creating (any additional funds go directly to the hospital). And THANK YOU to you folks who have already donated.
I'm helping to organize a solidarity brigade from Jan 7 (tomorrow!) to 13 of 30 nursing and med students from UNAH to Ciriboya, and we're in desperate need of last-minute financial support, since funding I'd thought we'd procured fell through.
Pine, Adrienne 2013 Revolution as a Care Plan: Ethnography, Nursing and Somatic Solidarity in Honduras. Social Science & Medicine 99: 143–152.
Former LIBRE mayoral candidate and beloved teacher Graciela Suazo Solano was murdered by a single gunman who accosted her outside her residence in La Ceiba on the evening of December 6. He shot her once through the heart and fled. Her cell phone was taken; her laptop and wallet were left in her bag, by her side.