The water doctor

We call him “the water doctor”. My cousins joke that you could break yuh han’ an’ Grandpa would jus’ tell you to drink more water.

He trained in, I think, Ireland, working hard into his, I think, seventies and still going, sometimes paid in fresh produce.

He delivered me into my parents’ bedroom in that little flat we grew up in. The one with leak stains on the ceiling.

Now that I’ve got his great-gran’, I remember the stories of how he saved my infant brother’s life. And I still find myself trusting his medical opinion above all others.

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This is my 100 words for @helloitsgemma and @michelletwinmum, for Save The Children’s No Child Born To Die campaign.

8 million children die every year from basic illnesses. Half of these children are in Africa, yet Africa only has 3% of the world’s doctors, nurses and midwives. Save The Children wants to tackle the shortfall of healthworkers in the poorest parts of the world.

You can do your bit too.

1) Sign the petition.

2) Write 100 words about a health worker you’ve encountered in your life and link up to Michelle Twin Mum. Add a link to the petition and either link or add in some information from Save The Children about the #Healthworkerscampaign (The linky is closed now but I thought I’d still join in)

3) Link to a number of other bloggers and ask them to do the same.

4) Tweet about it, mention it on Facebook. Tell your friends and your neighbours and your family. Spread the word. Because no child is born to die.

I tag:
Twenty Something Mum
Ms Xpat
Cranky Monkeys