Beauty and Horror: Two sides to BangladeshPosted by Josie on Sep 2, 2010 in Save the Children | 19 comments
Wednesday 1st September 2010
It’s been hard to find a way to write about today. Over and over I’ve tried and I couldn’t find the words. Couldn’t find the meaning and the feelings I wanted to convey. I think that’s because I wasn’t really sure what yesterday meant, to be honest, or how I felt about it.
Our schedule involved another busy day in the hot Bangladeshi heat, hours on the road moving from village to village, health centre to health centre. Apart from the odd scant bit of food before we left each day, proper meals were hard to come by on the road. It is Ramadan which means huge proportions of the population are fasting and food is not prepared until Iftar, the evening meal when Muslims break their fast together. We got through each day on bananas bought by the road side, the taste of which will forever cause all bananas eaten back home to feel dry and powdery compared to their moist sweetness, snacks of sugar cane covered in sesame, and on biscuits and salty crisps. And water, of course, lots and lots of bottled, clean water which we drank by the litre as sweated in our heavy clothes and scarves.
Like the previous day, we continued to shadow Community Health Workers in the area, today as they visited children recovering from diarrhoea and pneumonia. We watched as Padma rani and Margia mixed re-hydration medicine to treat children with tummy bugs, carefully spooning medicine into large silver bowls of water that was patiently fed to each child, glass by glass. And we watched as respiratory rates were measured to check that children’s breathing levels were back in safe ranges after bouts of pneumonia – signs that the antibiotics administered had worked.