Fri. May 2 - Tues. May 6

 I got behind in my journaling here… so these days run together…

But Annslie had another medical issue that came up and we decided to go get it checked out. So after a supper of Jamaican Jerk Chicken over rice, we dropped the big girls off at Jared’s and took Annslie to the hospital… that’s where we go for anything of medical concern whereas at home we would just go to our local clinic. And then the only thing available at this hour was ER , of course. So, we got to experience the Dhaka Evercare ER without a real a emergency altho we wanted to check it out and make sure we weren’t dealing with a UTI. We did not have to wait a long time, they sent us home with sample cups and a bill of $35? Now, the trick of getting a urine sample from a toddler that is not potty trained and only a very small sample cup 🧐 we managed tho 🤪

And the next day after language class found us back at Evercare to see a pediatrician. At the end of the visit he wrote up a prescription. So we went to the pharmacy there and picked it up. Only cost around a $1 each for the 3 prescriptions. And they all were for her runny nose that he had noticed she had😂 a nasal saline, an antihistamine, and zinc!

Sometime Lonnie got the samples delivered to the proper place with instructions to come back at noon the next day to get the results.

The next day we took the whole family after school hours to pick up the results. We needed to see the pediatrician to have him explain the results. So back up to the pediatrician and wait till he got back from lunch break. And nothing really was detected in the samples and her symptoms disappeared the next day after the ER visit… it was an experience and we got familiar with the hospital, parking, and Annslie even let the Dr listen to her heart and look in her mouth the last visit… otherwise she mostly just covered her face with her hands🙈

One day the school children had a party for an incentive goal reached- water balloon fight on our roof and then walked to the dokan for treats- icecream, chips, and a drink🤗

One evening Sayd ali took our family in his rickshaw to Neela Market. Past the fair ground with all the rides and I don’t know where in America there would be as many places to eat, in the same amount of area, as this place!!?!! It would be interesting to know the count in this square mile or 2! We ended up getting some supper at a place called The Pink City Hotel ( not a hotel, just a restaurant) the whole evening we were never sure what Sayd Ali’s actual intent of this outing was!?! With our language barrier we could never get to the bottom of if we were just out for a ride or if we were s’pose to say if we wanted to stop somewhere? 😏

One day, we also decided that we would shoot for May 15th as a move to Khulna date..

We have throughly enjoyed our 3 months here in Dhaka and will miss it and the lifestyle and friends we’ve made! Beyond Jared and Brianna’s family and Miss Shana, there’s 3 times a week with the ladies at the clinic, Naton (interpreter), 

and then our Pink City friends… Saydali the rickshaw wala that comes by at least once a day in his signature blue plaid pajama style pants and T-shirt, red stained mouth from a chewing habit, a middle aged belly, and zero English. 

Then there’s Habib.. a younger man with a shy wife and 7 yr old autistic son.. he left his village because things were not good.. not enough jobs.. too much idleness. He works for Pink City as an electrician living in an abandoned house here a couple streets up that Pink City said he could live in while he’s working for them. It’s a concrete,2-story, house with no glass in the windows or doors- they’ve put pcs of metal and boards and hung up curtains for privacy. But Habib seems to be a very respectable young man, dresses nicely, good manners, has learned English, can’t get himself to charge us for the work he does for us… he says “ I just like to come here!” The other day he met Lonnie headed out to go for cha and he asked Lonnie if they could come to our house for tea instead! He likes our iced sweet tea😊 and, I imagine… the A.C. and the friendship😌 We’re definitely gonna miss him! He’s a fine fellow and I’m hoping life will prosper for him and his little family💙

There’s the Dumni pharmacy dokander “doctor” that likes to associate with us also. He wants us to come some evening between 6-9 before we leave yet. He speaks some English and says, “It doesn’t matter what the religion, a man’s a man.”

Oh yes, and the neighbor children Alishbah and Arab that you hardly ever see without the little sister Aleena on big sister’s hip or being pushed in the stroller.