Jan 5, 2018

Sleeping in Chaos

It was mid-morning and a long way from quiet.  One child was screaming out his frustration while another loudly insisted on her mother’s immediate attention. Cleaners were swapping jokes in Creole, mopping floors, and moving furniture in their never-ending effort to wipe out those nasty bacteria bugs that lurk about in nooks and crannies.  Nurses were pushing clanking carts loaded with equipment, taking temperatures, changing bandages and coaxing liquid medicine down unwilling throats. Doctors were consulting, instructions were clarified, and questions were being answered.