Medical to the remote

This Blog is all about the work of God. Nothing we do is without the knowledge of our Father. He is the soul provider for everything we do.
We are Mordegai, Toinette, Suzaan,Gideon and Anton Rossouw from Namibia-Africa. . This Blog is all about our lives here in Cambodia while Suzaan works in South Africa. We are real Farmers from Africa and we love life and what it have to offer and enjoy it day by day.

Mordegai travels to remote villages up in the far North of Cambodia, doing much needed medical work ,where no other doctors go, with local pastors as well as the Department of Health of Ratanakiri.

Toinette is at home with the boys. Homeschooling Gideon is a task not for sissies, while Anton is in Eli school. .She joins FGC Community Link Cambodia to the villages close by, teaching local children in an after school setting and also women about Health Issues in a village setting.

We consider us Asians as we live such a long time in Asia, eating rice as a staple food and not meat......

Our motto in life comes from a dear friend:

With common sense and God we
can accomplish a lot

Robin Wales

Friday, March 26, 2010

Bad boils

Must tell you guys about this one. I am not sure if I told you about this big boil I opened the other day. Graham, you still remember our little exposure with that?? Well this one let that little sucker look like a nickerball. Man this one was humunges/huuuggggeeeee. And it was on the bum of a child, of course a Badjao. Well, friends, as usual this is fun but this time I also got it on video. Bong was the video man.

I told the father to hold on for dear life and keep his butt up. Man was that a struggle. When I stuck the needle in his backside I was sure the atmosphere was torn apart. It was like sticking a match into a tin of petrol, wummmmm yeeeeeeee. O man, did we have a good shock. The poor kid, luckily I felt nothing and went on to open it up with a blade. O my, this was even worse. This time we had a fountain going for a couple of minutes. It was like working on a moving target, cause that guy was jumping up and down all the time.

At one stage he stood up and run away, poor thing. We had to grab him back. Not finished yet. Well to end the story here, I have 10 min of video for anyone to see. Well this story has a sequel to it. You know how they say the first movie is always better than the first one, but I doubt it. Two days ago I came there and there he had another big boil on his leg, ready for harvesting.

The father was already cleaning it with a piece of paper. Man was this thing ripe. So, guess what next. I could not resist that, had to do it. Well this time I put his dad's leg over him and I sat down with my one leg over his leg and one hand on his knee to pin him down. You should see this action. Have a couple of minutes on the video. O, man was this a mess. Once a while you see a small hand coming through all the hands and feet and just through the puss. O, my, I hope they wash that hand before he eats tonight; no time to think about that cause the puss is flowing. Man this thing was like Mount Pinotabu. At least we had funnnnnnnn.

Not to mention that he never trusted me again after that. I would have been the same. Every time after that day, when I came, I could see him running away. Yep, that’s me, the cruel “doctor”. These kids are tuff, not even a bandage and fancy antiseptic cream and the wound become good again, just to reapear again later. Well that way we keep ourselves busy.

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