I made my first visit to the Cite Lumiere Clinic on January 19. That was one week after the earth quake. When I met Migline, her leg was in a cast and I watched the Dr. cutting a window into the cast revealing a large piece of skin missing from her foot. She was crying “Li fe mal” over and over again. “It hurts”. “It hurts”. “It hurts”. That started a very special chapter in my life; almost daily visits to the hospital where I met so many wonderful people and made so many friends. February 26, just a little over a month later, Migline was well on her way to recovery. When I arrived at the hospital she was sitting outside. It was the first day I noticed that she had both of her flip flops on. She’d come along way. Within a few short days, she was discharged.
I talked briefly with her dad late last week and he said she was doing well. I didn’t find out much more than that. He was in Port so I didn’t get to talk with Migline, who lives somewhere around Port Salut.