A conversation in passing
The patients fill the church sanctuary; the band has just started playing the first song. I head into the waiting room and invite some of those sitting there to join us.
“May I ask you a question?” asks a lady, who, judging by her appearance, belongs to the middle class and is suddenly standing next to me. I know these types of questions too well. Since we do not have enough “coupons” (tickets) for the many people seeking help, I know that the lady will ask me immediately for a doctor’s appointment.
She begins: “I live in Puerto Maldonado…“- immediately I interrupt the lady – today I am not my patient usual self – :”Most of our patients have travelled several hours to Curahuasi!” I want to steal her thunder, since I want to avoid a long discussion.
“This hospital here is unique,” the patient comes to the core of her question: “I own a large property in Puerto Maldonado, which I would willingly give you, if you built a second Hospital Diospi Suyana!”
I can fully understand her request – we receive such requests almost every month. “Unfortunately a second hospital is beyond our possibilities,” I answer decisively and shake my head.
The second song is nearly over, a heartfelt applause rises up and Pastor Santos goes up to the pulpit… /KDJ