Digging the heels of her hands into the small of her back and arching first back and then forward to ease the kinks Dr. Caroline Taylor groaned as the stiffening muscles protested her efforts to loosen them, then ran her hands through her cap of short black hair. She stood at the end of the men's ward surveying the patients lying in the narrow metal beds. Dysentery, an appendix, two leg wounds from farming implements and an assortment of other ills had brought these villagers to the little hospital Dr. Taylor, “Docta Caro”, ran in this nearly forgotten corner of Bukaso.
She had just finished rounds in the men's ward and signed off on the various orders for her nurses and still had the women's and children's wards to walk. Sighing tiredly and …show more content…
This ward was hard for her. All of these women have been victims of the rebel forces or the government soldiers on more than one occasion an in many forms. The woman in the first bed had been raped repeatedly while her husband and son were forced to watch and then left for dead along with her husband while the son had been carried off by the rebels for forced induction into their army. The other women in the ward had similar stories of rape, torture, kidnapping and abuse at the hands of which ever faction happened to be in power at the time. Caroline went from bed to bed examining each patient thoroughly, reading their chart and writing and signing orders for the staff. She finally reached the last bed and turned to the nurse in charge of the …show more content…
It had been believed rebels were hiding there aided by the villagers. The soldiers had come into the village, driven everyone from their homes and leveled every building with bulldozers in an effort to find the enemy. No rebels had been found and the villagers had become refugees, some of the young men taken away as recruits for the government army, mothers and wives not even allowed to say goodbye. Abeni’s brother had been one of those and she hadn't heard from him since that day. They were all each other had and Abeni hoped that her brother would hear she was working at the hospital and somehow get word to
She had just finished rounds in the men's ward and signed off on the various orders for her nurses and still had the women's and children's wards to walk. Sighing tiredly and …show more content…
This ward was hard for her. All of these women have been victims of the rebel forces or the government soldiers on more than one occasion an in many forms. The woman in the first bed had been raped repeatedly while her husband and son were forced to watch and then left for dead along with her husband while the son had been carried off by the rebels for forced induction into their army. The other women in the ward had similar stories of rape, torture, kidnapping and abuse at the hands of which ever faction happened to be in power at the time. Caroline went from bed to bed examining each patient thoroughly, reading their chart and writing and signing orders for the staff. She finally reached the last bed and turned to the nurse in charge of the …show more content…
It had been believed rebels were hiding there aided by the villagers. The soldiers had come into the village, driven everyone from their homes and leveled every building with bulldozers in an effort to find the enemy. No rebels had been found and the villagers had become refugees, some of the young men taken away as recruits for the government army, mothers and wives not even allowed to say goodbye. Abeni’s brother had been one of those and she hadn't heard from him since that day. They were all each other had and Abeni hoped that her brother would hear she was working at the hospital and somehow get word to