Today we rode to church in a Yellow-Yellow, listened to a sermon about what God requires of us and then visited an old friend whose wife just died. Salifu Danse worked with my dad and other missionaries around the time the hospital opened in 1958.
Salifu Danse with Elisabeth. He is almost blind
but mind still sharp. He asked about all of my
siblings including those who have not been in
Ghana since the 1970's.
After lunch and a short nap I went to the hospital to do another laparotomy on a young girl for a perforated small bowel secondary to typhoid. She is pretty sick so we pray she will do well.
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