the adventures of tatwell

My first week here I went to the village of Tabara Arriba and met a pregnant woman who was 22 years old. She has 2 boys already and was excited for her 3rd. A week later I visited them again, and she told me that her doctor was going to abort the child because she had a health problem that meant she had insufficient blood to have a child and survive. She said she was trying to figure out what to do. I visited her a third time, and was pleased to find out that she would be able to have the child if she got a blood transfusion, and was dismayed to find out that she didn´t have the money for the trip to Santo Domingo or for the blood. I walked away from the house saddened, and was down the street before I had another one of those ¨you dumbass Tom¨ I ran back to her house, asked her how much she needed, and said I´d be back tomorrow. I took the bus into Azua, hit up the atm and got her the grand total of 50 dollars she needed. Last week I went to her house to meet the baby. It´s a beautiful little girl, and I couldn´t go more than 5 feet without getting a hug from another family member.

The dream lives on. Read about it here.