I’ve located this big mossy rock that allows me to keep my head over the water and get my shoulders massaged by the cascading water. Agatha’s left for the weekend to Vientiane with James, so I’m alone with no work to do. Cook is doing her best to keep me occupied. I’ve become the first aid center of the adjacent village. What I do for them does not require advanced medical knowledge; just the basic supplies that I brought with me, which are now stored in the kitchen under Cook’s supervision. She’s moved them from the lab. Cook decided on her on own that it would be more convenient and safer. What I do is mainly the same stuff my mother used to do every other day to my brother when he came back from school or football practice with bruises and cuts. There are a few exceptions when I think I’m almost practicing medicine when I shouldn’t, but then I think that it’s me or nothing, so I try to do my best.Cook set visiting hours for us, so that her kitchen organization is not disturbed.
