Unexpected happenings

So I have spent several hours the last two days in a Honduran hospital.  The Harmons, the two volunteers joining us for five weeks have had an unusual introduction to Honduras.  I met them at their hotel in San Pedro Sula on Saturday morning only to find out that Ms. Harmon had taken a nasty spill in Ft. Lauderdale airport prior to boarding her plane to Honduras.  We got her situated in her apartment and left them to rest on Saturday.  On Sunday, I stopped by their place on my way to the weekly market and asked how she  was.  They were making a make shift sling for her right arm.  I asked if they wanted to go to the doctor.  They finally agreed to go and am I glad they did. She had surgery to install three screws in her right arm (a really bad fracture) and her left ankle is severely sprained and she's in a cast up to her knee.  She's doing well and resting in the hospital right now.

Mr. Harmon and I went to visit her this afternoon.  On our way back from San Pedro the cab driver had me laughing as he analyzed my life and had me cringing as he talked about his.  He asked if I was married and had kids (the number 3 and 4 questions all Hondurans will ask you).  I said no to both.  He said miss at your age you better have kids soon or your insides will all dry up and you will never be able to have kids.  Interesting I said.  He proceeded to tell me that he had 6 kids.  I ask about the kids girls aged 10 and 8, two 5 year olds, a 3 year old and a one year old.  I asked if the 5 year olds were twins.  No he has two separate families - the 10, 8, 5 and 3 year olds with one lady and the 5 and one year old with another.  The mother of four is just 22, yes he proudly told me he stole her from her family when she was 12 and they quickly started a family.  Those tales are hard for me to hear.  He told me this while texting and driving at night.  Awesome.

Anyway, I'm back safe and sound in Cofradia and looking forward to hospital free days.