There were two things that struck me about the medical facility that we visited. One was that it was very well organized. There were families waiting patiently to be seen by doctors and the offices were structured in a way that reminded me of being at home visiting my own doctor’s office. The other thing was how much work fell on the shoulders of the few doctors and medical staff that I met. These people looked like they had been working non-stop for years. In some cases they have been. Besides treating patients, the doctors are also engaged in an ongoing campaign to receive more aid and more supplies in order to help treat these people who have nowhere else to turn when they are sick or need medical attention.
The head doctor was able to spare a few minutes to talk with me about the situation. He told me that serious diseases like cancer are basically death sentences for people here. Even the treatable kind of cancer is nearly impossible to treat because it’s just too expensive. The same is true for many other kinds of disease. It was a hard realization to know that so many people who could be treated if they were back in their own country, with their own doctors, would not be suffering quite so badly, or even worse, prematurely losing their lives.