Blog 8 13/03
Last week I attended dental sterilisation for the first
time. The dental team is based off ship in a 3-storey compound about 10km away.
This makes it a hotter work environment than I am used to. Nevertheless, I was
able to wear scrubs! I worked with a lady called Rosemary and Abdullah who
taught me as we went. It gets confusing, some things are bleached and others go
in the autoclave! I’m sure I’ll get the hang of it next week. When the last
patient was on one of the six beds, the generators or the compressor ceased to
work. This meant the saw could not be used in a molar extraction. The patient
returned to the ship so that the extraction could be completed and save him the
pain and trouble the following day. Mark, a retired London dentist, invited me
to view the extraction in the crew dentist practice. He was so good at
explaining as he injected local anaesthetic, took an X-ray, sawed the tooth in
half and then extracted it and sutured the gum. I felt privileged to have been
invited and educated somewhat by him.
I also got up early to do a 10km run one morning last week.
I went under the pace of a marathon runner who ensured a steady run. We
returned in 52minutes, which I was pretty happy with. My painful feet and
ankles that remained that morning reminded me that my shoes are at their
two-year lifespan! I will prefer not to exceed 5 km runs in future.
On Friday my roommates and I were surprised to learn of a
new arrival the following day (normally a few days notice is given).
Hospitality had made the only free bed and also the best on in the cabin
(Darren had only just vacated it to his couples cabin).
This meant the bed, with all its creative and welcoming
adornings, was moved twice. Thankfully I ended up on the top bunk of the end of
the cabin. This has a lot of space, which I need. I will no longer be moving to
a four berth! The communal space in those does not appeal to me and I would be
on a top bunk there as well.
Due to there being minimal work to do in the galley on
Friday, Matt and I were tasked to bake 600 muffins for the crew to take for
their packed lunches the following day. We found a basic recipe and then made
three different kinds; Choc Chip, cranberry (or craisons as I have heard them
called) and then nuts. They went down very well and it was good fun making
them.
On Saturday there was a late pool party to say goodbye to
two crewmembers - Emma and Emily. There was an underwater camera so hopefully
some pictures will materialise soon. I have also been visiting Moukaela most
nights. His wounds have not healed well and I gather that the surgeons are
waiting for healing before contemplating further surgery, perhaps to widen his
small mouth. He has been aboard two weeks today and it is good to see how his
keenness to run around and his confidence increase daily.
Yesterday three others and myself went to the Benin embassy
to get visas for 8 others and us. This was a long and painful process, which
didn’t surprise me. Thankfully we had a French speaker with us. We had to add
in, change and even invent many details! Our passports will be ready for
collection tomorrow and we will leave for Benin on Friday afternoon for the
weekend.
So my workweek went by without any trouble and on Sunday
afternoon I even felt fresh and energetic! My moustache is getting to the gross
and unclassy point… luckily I saved some face by having my bushy and
previously-unevenly-cut hair cut yesterday- for free! Still 17 days before the
‘tash gets a cut!
Tonight, Matt and I made butter chicken for 15 people and it
went down very well! There are even leftovers J again, this would be
near impossible without access to the galley spices and other ingredients. We
also went up to the pool and played what began as water polo. Until my mini
soccer ball went overboard L then it turned into ‘ultimate
Frisbee’ with a stress ball that proved more successful.
Please pray Moukaela’s wounds to heal so that the doctors
can make a decision and that his spirit does not grow weary. Amen
Making good of an almost empty Nutella jar
An interesting coffin shop we passed on the way back from the Benin Embassy
A chilli pepper coffin!
Matt stirring the butter chicken
Love ben!
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