There is no reason to look for suffering,
but if it comes in and tries to get into your life, fear not
look unto the face and with my head lifted.
Friedrich Nietzsche.
Chapter 8
Anglican Church in the village Al-Sebhire.
extreme northwest of Jabal Marah. Third day
fuerto the camp.
Second week of August 2003, 7:25 am.
McCoy was the first to be lifted.
Returning to the room after bathing, Kirk watched as he dressed at times, he showed no signs of waking up by itself, and that I miss him or a little, he had discovered it was a light sleeper. The time had been in Ardimi, sleeping next to each other, enough so that the doctor knew that his own hyperactivity did one of the first to leave the bed.
She went to him calling, an action that did not react. So I decided to shake slightly.
"Hey, Jim. Time to wake up.
journalist moved only a little, waking up with difficulty.
-B-Bones ... hello ...
"Really you were tired, man. Need more time?
-No ... Give me a few minutes. "With inquisitive eyes, McCoy watched him carefully. However, Kirk persuaded him to give a big, sleepy smile. Seriously, I'm fine. I just need a poco time to wake up completely.
"Okay," replied the doctor, going to the door to give privacy. Then I wait in the dining room. There is much work to do today, before we continue our journey. So I want to start as early as possible.
-Ok did not take.
left alone tried to get out of bed, but a sudden neuralgia attacked him, followed by a general body aches. It was at that moment he knew he was not quite right.
"No way ... Growled angrily. I can not take cold now. CHT
MLXC Ignoring his discomfort, showered and dressed as fast as he could, out into the dining room when it was done, hiding the pain that affected their emerging limbs and joints. Thought of taking a couple of aspirin as they reached the clinic, so I stopped worrying about what he considered a cold.After breakfast, the two Americans left the church, ready to continue consultations. Became involved in the work of vaccination revisióny the wounded until noon, just when the doctor decided it was time to rest and go eat. It was then realized that Kirk looked exhausted, and curiously lacking in enthusiasm that characterized him. She saw him sitting in a chair with some difficulty, while he devoted himself to finish sterilizing some of the tools he had used.
"Hey, you okay? He asked to see him running a hand across his forehead.
Kirk tried to hide the discomfort when listening, smiling wearily. He nodded a nod and stood up, too hard.
"I think I'm getting a cold. It hurts a little head and body. Kirk did not even try to resist when McCoy approached him and without warning, grabbed with both hands, one on the neck and the other on his forehead. Just left her staring at him, puzzled. When a slight blush appeared on his cheeks, let go.
-Uhm ... have no temperature, but not look so good. Did you sneeze?
"Now that you mention it, I think not. But I always feel so cold.
The doctor nodded, walking to the door of the clinic, followed by the reporter.
"Well, apparently it is a light coldIADO. You should catch it last night, when we review the village.
"Probably. "Let this
. After lunch, you do to stand all afternoon. However, there is not much to do here.
"But you need someone to help you ... You said it was very possible that we leave tonight ... "They
Sister Louise, Sister Anna and the boy again. With them will suffice. What?
"That is a great idea, and I will take the word, Bones. Maybe a couple of hours sleep I do well.
"I know. Go, goWe see what we prepared these holy women. I have so hungry I could eat an elephant.
"As if you could catch one right now, exaggerated.
both laughed, walking to the church. Then, McCoy recalled what the journalist had said that night.
Jim, incidentally. Yesterday I told you we'd talk about what to say. "Kirk turned to look worried. I knew I had a question why do a lot more engrossing, and it could not respond. Tried to clarify that you have a dual preference, but you gave me m á s information I needed.
"Hey ... Well, I ... I think I was a little confused.
"I realized that. Although surprised me by telling me that I find appealing. "The nervous laughter of the other what fun. I feared for a moment you want to do anything wrong.
"Oh, no. I would never do something like that, Bones. I always ask for permission to tamper with someone. I never took advantage of circumstances.
The doctor rolled his eyes, sarcastic. More immediately returned to his jovial attitude, patting the other on the shoulder.
& mdash, Thank you to tell me, mostly because I have no desire to return to hit you.
They laughed, and reassured both for letting the situation clear.
As they had plans for that evening, they did. Kirk retired to the room, falling into a deep sleep almost immediately to bed. McCoy has been reviewed one last time before returning to what remained to do medical work, without having removed the top concern. You could tell at a glance that the reporter had a good resistance to common cold. Then, it could be something more serious,and he would not let it go just like that.
Two hours later, the consultations were over. So the doctor turned to pack and load the jeep, buying time in order to leave as soon as the twilight cede its place at night. Maybe by that time, Kirk has already been recovered somewhat.
around seven pm, Sulu, the young religious, Kirk was the one who woke up to call him to dinner. He noted with some annoyance that the discomfort remained. Still, he got up and down the room, making a greater effort to hide the pain that aquejaba now not only in the joints of its members, but in most of the body.
McCoy, however, kept her eye on. And although it seems that only American journalist was tired from work, medical intuition told him something was happening.
dinner with all members of the church was pleasant, and at the end, the doctor will use whatever Kirk reviewed again before starting the count of what was needed to pack.
"Uhm ..." was his only comment to find a slight increase in body temperature. CHTM
LXC - Is there anything serious?
"You have a slightly raised your temperature. I do not like ...
-Bones, stop worrying. Maybe tomorrow will be better.
"I have my doubts, Jim," McCoy countered. I have not seen better, but quite the opposite. It may not be a cold.
-Leonard, really, "Kirk gripped the doctor's arms in a spontaneous gesture of friendship. I'll be fine. Now, let's finish with this, the night is young. Anda.
not convinced, the doctor nodded, hurrying to get el jeep loaded as soon as possible. Just at half past nine p.m. finished up all the equipment and medical equipment.
The farewell was very emotional.
After delivering a "tied" with salted meat, some canned vegetables and spiced nuts for the trip, Sister Louise hugged as if they never see them again. The pastor advised them that they had very carefully, since the area became dangerous and unsafe roads at any time of day. Moreover, a huge bank of rain clouds approaching from the northeast, threatening to reach in a short time, so extreme caution shouldtions.
Al accommodated in the jeep, Kirk took a last picture of the missionaries and some of the villagers, making a mental note to discuss them at its next review.
McCoy went well, and after being dismissed with the latest recommendations of the sister Louise, set in motion the machinery of the vehicle, starting the journey again. The reporter crouched on the seat to go towards the exit of the village, and let the lethargy that came over him from morning to come over him completely.
The Observer & oacute doctore;, worried. Laika had to reach as soon as possible, if your companion submit a contagious disease.
Kabkabiyah
Fourth day outside the camp.
The journey through the muddy road and full grown bush doctor did not stop the accelerating everything he could to try to get to your destination ahead of schedule. However, less than an hour away, McCoy stopped at a clearing near one of the smallas villages that lined the entrance to the territory of Laika, the priority review to its companion. I had heard in his sleep again, increasing concern.
"Hey, Jim ... She called to no avail, he was forced to move a little. Jim, wake up.
However, by not even making eye open, he could see what I feared. Kirk showed signs of aggressive disease. What sounded superficially, meeting with the news that the boy's body temperature was nearly thirty-nine degrees and a half. "Hell &
; Mdash; muttered between his teeth, returning to his seat to continue his journey. Now not only have to look for potential obstacles and hazards you might encounter during the trip. His companion was at risk, because if the temperature suddenly increased, could not do much for him. Hold on, Jim. We are to come.
To that, I just gave him a slight nod, said in her sleep. Accelerating
as he was able to do it, do not stop again until they arrived, leaving behind scattered small settlements. There would be time para re and meet their needs. For now, the doctor thought there was a bigger priority in his way and not let her pass. For some it was an excellent doctor, and not risk a life for poor decisions.
His arrival at the small hospital Laika was deafening.
Getting off the car, shouted for who was there as part of medical personnel while he turned the jeep to take Ela Kirk. This was awake, but could not move, being very sore and very weak due to the rapidity with which the temperature had risen. CHTML
XC - Who is responsible?! Asked to see two nurses out of hospital. One of them turned to the building, as the answer.A tall woman of European descent checked out at that time.
-Leonard, what happens? Asked to approach him. When he saw the look of the reporter, he knew he had to make room in the small area of emergencies.
"I bring a patient, but do not know what condition is concerned, Kira.
between the two subjects to the journalist, sacándolo the car. Among all the hustle, Kirk acknowledged the mist to the doctor.
-doc ... Hey ... "he murmured weakly to be bound by both doctors, and tried to smile in the midst of a joke. How lucky ... two angels carry me to bed ...
"Do not flatter yourself, Jim," McCoy told him off, almost knocking him to the hospital. What happened to Dr. Diaz? "We
Emergency space necessary to stabilize its temperature-indic & oacutee; the doctor, the patient allowing it recharged. Díaz resigned two weeks ago. It was with a convoy of militia into Chad, so now I'm in charge of the place.
The doctor paused a moment, watching over the bowed head of Kirk. She stared back, waiting for a comment on your part. He just nodded and continued walking.
"Well, anyway, Diaz never been to my liking," he said, settling the matter.
were silent until they stopped at Kirk in the hospital bed. While giving instructions to two young enfErmer, continued talking.
"It took long in coming," he scolded the doctor, while stripped of his shirt Kirk snapped. We were working with what we could even improvise with plants and other unorthodox things. We do not have a single bottle of medicine or bandages or inputs, Leonard.
-uffff ... slowly, baby ... "she tried to reassure the journalist, but was ignored.
"I know, Kira-McCoy was removed by the shoes and cover with a thin sheet to also remove his pants. Tuvimos problems with the communication system, plus we learned that attacks on villages are increasing. The roads have become too dangerous.
-B-Bones ... I do not bring condoms ...
"Hush, Jim.
"That's no excuse," she countered sharply, putting the patient a wet cloth on his bare chest with no care. Kirk complained slightly.
"I'm not looking for any excuse, Kira. Especially because we had no way to get our demand for drugs at the Council of Nations or the WHO or ning & uacute; No other medical staff.
"No problem ..." murmured the journalist again.
- Quiet! Before it was the same, or worse. "But be very careful in what he did, he held the patient's head, putting a lamp in front of one eye. It dropped again slightly complaint. And we had no communication system!
- Okay, I agree! "McCoy countered, giving a final tug at the pants of journalists, almost completely stripped. Everything sidor my fault. But it came. Now, stop abusing my patient.
"I can play hardball ... S-I am a masochist ... No ...
- You shut up! "He demanded at the same time, making the two nurses Ely stood still, watching. After that, the two doctors were dedicated to listening to a heavy silence, while Kirk saw them alternately. Until she questioned him, only for the condition.
Finally, two doctors came to one conclusion. "It's
dengue, no doubt," she said.
& amp; mdash; But better that than the sleeping sickness
-stressed McCoy, seeing the patient with relaxed expression. Only one case was presented in Ardimi. A man who came from regions of Kutum. We had to isolate it.
- How bad is it? Asked the journalist, without really knowing whether to worry or not.
"Oh ... well-doctor began to explain the camp," we must control your temperature. Hope it is not the hemorrhagic type, because otherwise in a few days could have a quadro bad enough."You get plenty of rest, supported the doctor as he placed the cool cloth on the front, this time with a certain delicacy. Means you can not keep traveling, and that any physical activity is restricted.
To hear, Kirk turned his gaze expectantly at the doctor. This just pursed his lips and nodded.
"But ... we must continue with visits to the villages ... and I send my letters to America ... and I finished shaping the chronic ...
"Jim, listen ...
- Bones, I can not stay in bed for several days!
- Jim! Calm down and listen! "I held her when she tried to get out of bed. This disease is not any simple cold. Over the worse days, but not sorry. We keep under observation, and also take care that you are not a source of infection. We isolate, prevent a mosquito comes to you and then infect more people before its life cycle ends. We can not risk an epidemic spread by only a negligencia. Can you understand that?
Kirk nodded after a few seconds to keep your eyes on the doctor. He relaxed then, trying to find out more about the disease.
- How long will it be like?
"Five days under observation, if you count that yesterday you were hiding the symptoms, saying it was a cold," she scolded McCoy before starting treatment. Not much to do, just take care you do not have a fever, you eat well and get the inflamacióny the pain of your jointstions. Kira, do we have what is necessary to isolate the area?
"Of course.
Without delay, the doctor gave several instructions, which were met immediately. Minutes later, a canopy bed covered Kirk, who was attended by one of the young nurses, while the two doctors talked in a low voice at the other end of the room.
- What will you do with it, Leonard? Asked the doctor while observing. You can not move, and you can not continue on the road traveling. "This
and considering to stay here five days of observation. Could be of help, now you're alone. "When she raised an eyebrow, a sign that would release a rebuke to that comment, came forward to explain. Kira, I know you're a very competent woman, and that the hospital has remained in place thanks to your work. I will not take that credit. Only I will support you with outpatient vacunacióny the days of inventory. Okay? Everything else is still yours.
"I know you do not come to remove me from my job, but ...
& mdash; addition there will be only five days. On the other hand, have to be under the care of the boy. It's a bit hyper, so I watch that is rising out of bed and do damage.
She sighed loudly, accessed by an end to what McCoy said.
"Okay. Then we could start the inventory.
"Yes, that's fine," he agreed, turning toward the bed again. I'll have a word with him, and then we will work to lower the material of the jeep.
"Perfect. See you then in a few minutes.
Left alone, thewent to where lay the sick. He smiled faintly, watching through the fabric.
"That girl is very pretty ... and has character, Bones. You did not think ...? "It's
Dr. Kira Neris, and a lesbian, so beware your opinions, Jim. Rest, I will come in a couple of hours to see how to follow them, and to see what your breakfast.
Regardless of the gesture surprised Kirk, McCoy left the room, ready to start the day job.
Villa
Laika, extremo southwestern Kutum.
Eighth day out of camp.
Third week of August 2003, 8:27 pm.
Over the days, the disease ran its course relentlessly. Kirk had spent most of the time torn between restless dreams caused by high temperature and short periods of calm, giving them especially in the mornings. McCoy chores divided between caring for Kirk at times when the fever threatened to render him unconscious, and continue his medical work in the small hospital.
The journalist tUVO very clear how many days were lost, bedridden due to illness, until that night, four days after they arrived at Laika. Fully awoke, feeling a little better than any other time he opened his eyes. Not ignore the place, he knew he was in the Intensive Care area considered the small hospital. He turned around, deciding whether to get up and desentumirse a bit, or wait for one of the nurses or doctors either deign to be with him. However, it withdrew to find McCoy at his side, in an awkward & iacute; chasm between lying and sitting position in a rustic chair, arms folded across his chest and head thrown back.
spend a few seconds, not moving, silencing the trouble affected him. At that time
observ &; Oacute; in more detail the room he shared with several patients. Neon lamps were kept burning, gave the place a yellow-gray appearance, somewhat depressing. Beyond the door you could see how artificial light faded in the darkness at night, and side windows, a few drops of the persistent drizzle that threatened to not stop until the next day lit so rugged.
Kirk sat on the bed again, recognizing that he was very weak.
Dr.
Neris went to see movementbehind the pavilion. He raised a part of it to hang out at the convalescent. "I see that you are a little better. Kirk nodded
only a gesture, and sat."I thought Bones would be in full work.
"That he did during the day. He has been here since the end of the consultations, as well as other days. Not been separated from your side almost since they arrived.
Kirk was surprised to hear, making a denial to the head. The doctor proceeded to examineNarla, checking their ears with a small lamp, and the response of his pupils in the light of it.
"He must be exhausted, right?
"You have confirmed the woman said, while handing him a glass of water and a couple of pills. It is time for your medication. In a few minutes will bring you some dinner.
"I have no hunger.
"You eat, without discussion. "He stayed by his side until the patient took the pills and drank all the contents of the glass. It is common to lose your appetite, but food should not stopspeak of you. Because of the hemorrhagic type, your level of platelets was in a critical limit. Leonard was really worried about you.
Kirk turned his eyes for a few seconds to hear the doctor stayed. No one other than her mother had done something for him before. Extrañay had a warm feeling of belonging to think about, and vague memories of those hours in the fog of malaise and unconsciousness, in which McCoy was helping him, or talked with him with vague murmurings that perhaps it was more a part of his tormented dreams did not know for sure.
-Bastardo on guard, "he said quietly, devoting a tender smile to his unexpected guardian angel. Thanks. Dr. Neris
no longer see them, glad to think that McCoy had left the destructive silence and self-pity to those who knew, months ago. A distracted nurse approached with a tray with some food. Neris he received the pan and leave with a slight gesture of his head, offering to take care of and given to the patient.
-came your dinner. No T-Bone is a special, but vegetables and
ka
lawi ayudarána you recover.- Kalawi
?-A kidney stew. Or it could bring the stew of sheep's stomach.
- Oh, hell ...! "Kirk felt a nasty turn in the stomach to listen.However, the doctor laughed, pointing to the plate with vegetables and clear soup.
"Easy, is not that. It is a simple chicken broth. That will do you good.
raised his eyebrows, considering the possibilities of escaping there in the next few seconds. Chen the doctor put the spoon in front, he could almost swear the smile that was installed was more fun than sympathy.
not be suppressed to get up and retaliate for that joke, accepting the bite very barely.
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Chapter 9
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