“Merci Monsieur”, “Merci Monsieur” (thank you Sir, thank you Sir)! With tears in his eyes Armand’s father thanked me again and again. We had just arrived in Antananarivo with his 25-year-old son after a medevac flight to fetch him from a remote village. As the patient was being prepared for transport by ambulance to the hospital, I tried, with my limited grasp of the Malagasy language, to tell the father that we would be praying for his son.
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