Bullet point blog

Because I want to blog, but its an ongoing inner battle that goes something like" what the heck are you doing? you see that list there- yes, there , with 10,000 things listed?? that's what you are SUPPOSED to be doing..so GET OFF...NOW"

and cause I only have 2 hours in front of this laptop with no kids wanting me to "turn it on paint" or turn on DORA or just turn my head to face them and give them some attention...kalofae....

But bullet points for the week are

1. toilet hygiene. Can someone explain to me why some Samoans, tend to leave soiled t-paper..OUTSIDE of the loo pot?? seriously i see it everyone, in our hall toilets, in the boat toilets etc etc...fargs me off. is someone seriously gonna pick that shit up (literally) and kiai it again?? I feel like putting a sign up in our almost public toilets (that every fa'akau niu in the village uses secretly when no ones looking) that says- if you cant put it in the toilet and flush it away..put it in your bag and take it home with you! fanks very much

2. My Desk. I found out a while ago the old as rickety desk I sit at hours upon hours, which is actually pretty solid compared to these days l-cheapo from the wharehouse type desks...actually belonged to...wait a minute...my grandfather. Yes, here in Lalomalava, in the village of my inlaws in their business office, I sit at my very own grand daddys desk. See my grandparents actually lived and worked here for some time. Raised their kids here at good old St marys etc. And when they closed up shop and moved to the big city, the sold my husbands family this desk. Brings a tear to my eye sitting here. Scoured the desk for possible little doodles, you know..Neil for Bella forever type thing, in a heart...but alas. My grand pop was not that kind of a man. He was the big kahuna in our family. So solid and sensible...a commanding force and yet the most caring grandpop who would read his litter of grand kids stories in bed...love him always. how awesome it is to sit here at this desk which is a sentimental piece of history to me:)

3. Xmas and news years in Samoa. Has meant tons of head injuries showing up at the hospital. you'd think it would all be drunken violence, when in actual fact Ive seen about 50 /50 really..lots of actual stupid violent injuries to the head...(dont get me started on how dumb that is...) and actually alot of - "fall out of trees"...(i.e Breadfruit/coconut) Perhaps they were climbing intoxicated.??.who knows...anyways, I have had to be a paramedic and accompany a couple of these particular patients over to Apia..bag and masking (i.e artificially breathing for them) all the way- me and a very good nurse Henry- actually..he did most of the baggin, I just gave him breaks and gave drugs..either way, we both had to suck it in...all the way:). yes, I got sick on the boat and its blooooody hot in the ambulance when the car is turned OFF even with all the windows open..BUT..you have no opportunity to be sick. So its just a "suck it in" kinda ride...and do your best for the poor soul on the bed. Tough times....but very exciting non the less.

OK...I am gonna keep it short and sweet...fill in the rest of my bullet points at the end of the week!!ciao!