NOT ON FB UPDATE

So, my friend, Mary, is in the hospital with dysentery. I have been trying for two years to get them to keep things clean at their house but they just haven't. I am starting to get angry. One or more of the children is always sick. (One man with two wives and a total of 7 children plus guests). Their bathroom is outside and is just a hole in the ground. The children do not go in the hole though, they go all over the place.

After I got back from the hospital I had it out with the women. All of the children were running around without shoes, and going in and out of that nasty bathroom. I went into the yard and threw open the door to the toilet and made the other wife come and look. There were puddles of diarrhea all over the ground. Then I showed her all of the flies that were all over the yard and inside their house. I told her that the flies walk all over the poop (I didn't pull any punches this time!), then they walk all over their food and cushions, so that when they ear they are eating poop, and when they lay their head down to sleep at night, they are putting their faces on poop. I told them to buy a bottle of bleach (very cheap) and just poor it all over the bathroom to kill all of the germs. And I made the children all go put plastic sandals on their feet. Wanda (the other wife) said that she couldn't make them all wear sandals they take them off and put them down the toilet hole. I said, "You are their mother, and you have authority given to you by God to take care of them! This is your responsibility!" I was so mad!

I told them that the medication we give for diarrhea (usually metronidazole aka flagyl) is bad for their livers and if they keep getting sick and taking medicine, their livers would die, and then they would die. It is far better to not get sick than to take medicine.

I then went in and treated some mal nourished children. Poor little babies.