Honduras
Mercer On Mission

"Experience is not what happens to a person...Experience is what a person DOES with what happens to him/her"


Friday Funday

As the first clinic week comes to a close, I can't help but feel so grateful for all the little things we all take for granted back in the States. Today we drove an hour to a rural community in Honduras. The views included mountains, pastures with cows, fields of solar panels but amongst all of these things were the homes of those who call this country home. Some were constructed of concrete blocks but others were mere horizontal sticks placed methodically with mud packed in the in between to form walls. Children playing in dirt amongst chickens. We arrived at the school (and now our make-shift clinic) to a sizeable crowd of eager and curious Hondurans. As we got off the bus, we greated them (most of us in our broken Spanish). The international smiles were mutual. Today just like every other day, there was an instant since of appreciation from the people who had welcomed us so graciously into this school and into their culture. With our limited supplies (by our Western culture), clinic began. Intake-vitals-provider visit-education/glasses-pharmacy is the machine we have worked to tune all week. No matter the hiccups we have faced, we continue and the Honduran people are so grateful for even acetaminophen or ibuprofen. It is so eye opening. The sense of family and community here is something I have never seen. Despite all of the challenges they face - limited clean water, poverty, sickness - these people prevail. This is life for them and they live with pride. If nothing else can be taken from this trip, we all will find gratuitude for the things we have and be mindful of the things others do not. This trip and the people of Honduras have forever impacted my life and will make me a better physician some day. Thank you MOM.


-Addie Jones, MSIII

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