The first two nights were completely sleepless.There were ongoing cacauphonies of dogs barking.I heard voices singing throughout the night carried on the wind.They were ghost-like as they appeared out of nowhere, even at four in the morning.I imagined them to be the voices of the lost ones in the rubble.I shared this with the other doctor whose term I overlapped with, he had said that others had made the same remark.
The third morning here, I told the head dada, about the voices. He stated there were all night churches and the singing was group song and prayer. I haven't heard the voices since.
The next three nights, there were torrential downpours. THe first night of the downpours, I was on my way back from seeing patients in the mountains.
My tent was open, oops! I slept on the only dry area on my air mattress with a borrowed dry woolen blanket.The next two nights were dry in my tent in spite of the torrential pours.
Dr Toni Bark
The third morning here, I told the head dada, about the voices. He stated there were all night churches and the singing was group song and prayer. I haven't heard the voices since.
The next three nights, there were torrential downpours. THe first night of the downpours, I was on my way back from seeing patients in the mountains.
My tent was open, oops! I slept on the only dry area on my air mattress with a borrowed dry woolen blanket.The next two nights were dry in my tent in spite of the torrential pours.
Dr Toni Bark
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