Maria Luisa, our housekeeper of 3 and a half years, has had a brother in the hospital for about a week. Not sure exactly what it is, but it had something to do with his liver from decades of hard drinking she says. This morning she called me to tell me she wasn't coming in today because he passed away last night. He was at Hospital Escuela, which I have heard is slowly improving, but still lacking in every way possible. I was very sad for her and I wondered if he could have been saved if he was in a better hospital or had better workers? I will never know if this would have made a difference, but it probably would have helped somewhat. It's just another reminder of how tough life is for these people. I would actually consider Maria Luisa and her family low to middle class, not poor at all. So then imagine what it's like for those extremely improvished people? Is there no hope for them at all?
On the other hand, I get to spend time with my son. Of course I try to spend as much time with my children as possible, but when there is someone else in the house to watch your kids, it's so easy to just give the kids to them while you run errands. So this morning, I may not have written and answered all the emails, or gotten any online Christmas shopping done, but I did get to water the frontyard and backyard plants with him, watched Thomas the Train while explaining the difference between a diesel and a steam engine, and shared a bowl of eggs and rice with him. The emails can wait.
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