Some of my best memories have been spent in the ward hanging out with the patients and translators. Although I don’t get the opportunity to visit them a lot, when I do, it sure is a lot of fun.
The hardest part about visiting with the patients is the language barrier. So, thank goodness for the translators. But, a lot of times, the translators are working with the nurses, so I’m left on my own to communicate with the little French I know (hoping that they know French too!) & with the help of some amazingly fun things that both my mom and Aunt Joy have sent me. I have a box of goodies filled with coloring books, bubbles, the memory game, balloons, beach balls, tattoos, stickers, and puppet making kits. The kids, of course, love this stuff. And it’s good for my friends and I, because it allows us to communicate with them without words.
Last time we visited the ward, my roommate Aimee and I tossed around a balloon with a little boy and a little girl. Their laughter was contagious and I couldn’t help but laughing along myself. In the next ward, there was a teenage girl who had casts on her legs from surgery. Aimee ended up drawing on them…she’s super artsy, so the young girl loved it! This is her:
AND I was able to see Abel. This is the little boy with the crazy legs that I sat next to at screening. He’s already had his surgeries and is recovering. His story alone gives me goosebumps…