War on Risk
My hands still smell of bleach. My silk headscarf hangs off the chair, browned with blood. It was a hard day. The morning began innocuously enough (given the context). Women with pregnant bellies...
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Six Beds. Sixty Minutes.
“Monday mornings are the worst,” the nurse tells me as we wade through pools of women at the chaotic Maternity Hospital. “Women wait at home all weekend, then come to the hospital after...
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Waiting Patiently on the Threshold between Life and Death
I sit in the waiting room outside of the office of the director of the Maternité Issaka Gazoby – one of the largest centers for women’s gynecological and obstetrical problems in the country....
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