Sheraya and I left Mexico City on our last leg of the journey to Oaxaca. The bumpy ride from San Fransisco to Mexico City was the only rough flight. I had fallen asleep across 3 seats. Dead asleep. The bucking plane jerked me awake and I sat up, not remembering where I was, or what was going on. After recovering from the shakes and not just a little bit worried that our plane was slowing down way too much to avoid the knocking around, I drowsily waited until we arrived.
We had 3 hours after getting off the plane in Mexico City to find our gate to Oaxaca. It took almost all of that. Our luggage had not followed us. We got a missing luggage request form all filled out and just then Ellie Quazada was there to pick us up.
We arrived at Casa Compasive ready to speak and work at understanding the conversations.
Starting out with taking BP, learning the take pulse and temperature, 3 days ago, the 8 ladies were ready to move on to more indepth prenatal and pregnancy information.
We talked about finding due dates, taking medical histories, role played a bit and fave a much needed break for Lila, who had been sharing herself for several days.
The girls were all very interested and found that sharing with one another helped them to retain information.
In attendance was Lila and her daughter, several women from the area that were already serving as missionaries. There was also the MD who is supporting the center, a OB nurse and another nurse in attendance, along with me as a midwife and Sheraya.
I left about 3:00 with Lila to go to her home to use the internet, get subjects to study tomorrow and to talk with Tom.
We are now staying at the home of 2 of the teachers that teach at the Christian school nearby.
The area is Mitla, and is 45 minutes from the center.
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