When it doesn’t rain, we don’t have water. When we don’t have water, there can be no surgery. When there is no surgery, patients keep waiting…one more day lying in bed, in traction, in pain. One more day added on top of the hundreds of days where they won’t be able to return home, healed. The doctors try to explain the best that they can, yet a feeling of frustration still hovers in the sticky, hot, smelly hospital ward air. We are so dependent on such a basic substance. Today is day number five without water and we will continue to wait.