Have you ever been in the midst of suffering? Not, I'm dying for chocolate and why isn't there anything good on TV, but real, somebody's in pain, suffering?? I don't know that I really have (thank the Lord)....I have served in extreme poverty...but I don't think the two really compare...although they might go hand in hand.
Anyways, today when I was at the hospital visiting Raj, I asked about the sweet little blondie in the bed adjacent to hers. I was told that she was a burn patient. This poor 2 1/2 year old girl, had fallen backwards into a tub of boiling water (women here will boil water on the fire-stove top in a large metal tub, and then use this water for the housework...I'm assuming that this was the case).
I made my way over to her to get a closer look at the wounds (to satisfy my curiosity, shame on me!), and my heart broke on the spot for my new little friend Antela. Her entire back side was severely burned and infected. Although she had been in the hospital for a day, she had received no treatment, no painkillers, no salves, and no dressings. All she had was in IV for hydration. And to make her wounds worse, she had been wrapped in gauze, which was clinging to her broken flesh, and the dressings were soiled. She just laid on her stomach, most likely still in shock, barely able to hold on to the doll that was dangling off the side of her bed. Surely, suffering looks something like this.
This poor girl has left a deep impression on my heart, one I am sure will stay with my memories for a very long time. I'm really looking forward to going back tomorrow to visit both her and Raj, and I'm going to try my hardest to get a smile on that sweet little face!