Scratched Eye

Last Sunday (week ago) we were out late helping dig one of the drillers trucks out of a field. It was on a dirt road with bushes on each side close to the truck. I was digging behind the passenger wheel and throwing the dirt/sand out to the side. Somehow I hit a branch with my head and a branch flicked and whipped across my eye scratching it. It hurt quite a bit and made me stop digging and go back down the road to the back of our little Pajero truck where Ramona flushed it with a bottle of clean water she keeps there. It must have been a bit of a scene as there were about 20-30 villagers watching me by this time seeing what was up with the Mzungu. One of our helpers Nik comes up. He speaks no English so uses a lot of actions to communicate with us. He had broken a little branch off a sort of cactus bush that made a white sap come out of it. He was pointing to that and then making a movement like squeezing a women’s breast. After a while we gathered he was saying he would go off and get a lactating women (there are many here) to come and squirt milk into my eye to sooth it. We politely declined and said we were OK.
Things to experience in Africa!