Our Last Days in Mongolia

The bathroom in Don's hospital room. The Song Do Hospital is privately owned by Koreans. The doctor Don had was Mongolian and very attentive to his case. This was probaby the best in the country, in fact. Don had ultrasounds, CT scans, bloodwork and an x-ray. We are not sure what antibiotics were given to him to treat his diagnosed acute pancreatitis, but we feel it did help enormously. For pain, Don took percocet given him by the mission doctor, Elder Eliason. In fact, it saved him a lot of discomfort.

It was clean but it wasn't the height of comfort. This was Don's cot for 5 nights in the Ulaanbaatar Song Do Hospital where he was treated for acute pancreatitis. Neither the head nor the feet of this bed could be propped up. He had no bedside table so we used a chair.

There is a little refridgerator in the corner and there was a TV which showed Fox News from about 1AM to 7AM. Believe me, we did little sleeping in this "hotel."

I stayed with Don in the hospital and slept on this hard table-like bed. Being almost 62, it was hard on my bones!!

A playground across the street from the hospital gone to weeds. The Mongolians don't seem to understand that if the keep grass mowed, it grows thicker and looks so much better. Landscaping is not one of their fortes.

Picture taken from 6th floor of Song Do Hospital looking across at the construction of the new government building. Sooty haze in horizon.

This picture is taken from the 6th floor of the Song Do Hospital window. In the foreground, the only five-star hotel in town can be seen, while in the background can be seen the sooty horizon from the ger districts. We are told that in the winter there is terrible pollution caused by burning coal by people living in the gers.