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Back from the third world


Guatemalan girl
Originally uploaded by Dr Peppers.
The trip to Guatemala two weeks ago was simply amazing. For starters, the caliber and character of people I was with was of the highest quality. Their faith and encouragement kept the whole week nothing short of incredible.

We got to visit the western hemisphere's largest indigenous market in Chichicastenango Sunday, and we all spent large sums of money gathering lots of exotic goods.

Monday through Thursday we held clinics in three different locations; Tuesday and Wednesday were the same location. During my day to do medical consults on Thursday, I got the opportunity to do a fetal ultrasound, and I also got my digital rectal exam done (a requirement for all first year medical students). All in all, we saw approximately 350 patients, took several care packages to needy people, delivered a number of Bibles, prayed over and encouraged people, and left tons of pharmaceuticals for the permanent clinic in Chichicastenango.

Some of my favorite memories I will have from this trip include:
1. Running around the marketplace with the other four guys on the trip
2. Seeing the mountains of Guatemala from the clinics
3. Everyone feeling compelled to give me their food so I don't waste away
4. Singing "Battle Hymn of the Republic" in its entirety
5. Feeling a baby in the womb at 30 weeks
6. Praying with two old women to accept Christ
7. Standing in awe of the beauty of Lake Atitlan

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