Short Anecdote

While visiting an American couple last weekend, they received a phone call informing them a Haitian friend of theirs had just passed away at the hospital. The deceased mans wife had already returned back to her home and was mourning with family and friends.

Of course, the wife of my American friend immediately left to visit this Haitian lady’s house and offer whatever comfort and condolences she could.

Later that evening she returned and told us the craziest thing had happened: apparently, while she was at the house and everyone was so sad, another phone call was received, this one from the morgue telling them the mortician had noticed… the man was still breathing! so he was sending him back to the hospital.

Oh, what quality care one can expect to receive in Haiti. Hope this type of mis-identification doesn’t happen often.

The next day a group of us visited the “hospital” to pray with the man, Oriel, and I saw his outward condition for myself. Middle-aged, bearded, he didn’t look well, but was able to talk OK, at least.

Upon leaving, my American friend remarked to me how sickly Oriel looked. I countered with my personal opinion being he looked pretty well off, considering he’d been in the morgue the day before.

I haven’t heard whether he got better or worse this week. Hopefully better.

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