I have officially passed all of my tests, including my language test, and will be sworn in tomorrow morning at the American Embassy! Volunteer status, here I come!!
In other news, I am gaining a reputation. For falling. A lot. Two Mondays ago, on my morning run, I took a spill into some very rocky ground. Luckily, I don't think anyone saw me, but my family was very concerned when I showed up back at our house with blood on my hands and knee.
As those wounds were finally healing, I did it again. This time, it was lat Sunday morning. I was running on a usual route that was a bit muddy. While I was trying to navigate the muddier areas, my foot slipped out from under me and I fell into the squishy mud right on my bum. I had mud all over my shoes, and pretty much from the middle of my back down to my knees. I called it quits and walked back home. The whole walk, Malians, children and adults, were giving me funny looks. They are famous for pointing out the obvious, so of course they kept telling me that I was dirty, that I had mud on me, that I should go home and wash.
The icing on the cake was yesterday when we went to visit a malnutrition center in Bamako. We were in a large van and I was one of the last people to unload since I was sitting in the back. As I try to step out, my foot misses not only the first step, but then the second and I went flying out of the vehicle. In front of not only my whole group, but all of the Malians who were at this center, which is, come to find out, a small part of a HUGE hospital. I got to have my first ER experience, cleaning out my wounds in a sink (with no soap!!) in the consultation office. The trip (no pun intended) ended with me smacking my head on the way back into the van.
Needless to say, I am trying to be more careful.
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