It starts at 7 am when I am roused from a really good sleep by one of my roommates alarms. I doze for the next hour before deciding that its useless. I walk out into the house and grab some breakfast. I have signed up to do the house laundry this week so I gather all the dishtowels, cleaning rags, and floor mats and head out to the washing machine. In between draining, rinsing, and spinning I check my email and work on parts of the assignment that is due at the end of this week. I plan to head to the print shop this morning to print it out. I finish hanging out the laundry and start working on getting myself ready for the day. It is really hot this morning so the cold shower is not so shocking to the system. A little while later I am back at my desk packing my bag and tweaking my assignment. At 10:30 I finally hoist my bag onto my back. It is really heavy today – I won’t be returning to the house until after swing shift. I head out to the road to catch a jeepney to the print shop. After waiting 15 minutes, all the jeepneys headed to my destination have been full so I get on one that will get me close, I will walk the last 10 minutes. Even though I haven’t asked to get off, this jeepney driver must have dropped other white girls off at the clinic and he pulls over to the side near the road to the clinic. I shrug and get off, it’s close enough anyway. I walk until I come to a row of print shops and cafes, my print shop of choice is a small yellow shack with air con howling inside. I hand over my CD and point to the things I want printed. Then I sit down to wait, and wait. Finally everything is done and I hand over my pesos. It’s 11:30 so I decide to head to the mall to get something to eat and to study for a microbiology test that I will write today. As I am walking into the mall I see some of my friends studying at a coffee shop and I leave my heavy bag with them and go get something to eat. I return and spend some time reviewing my microbiology notes and tests. Since the supervisor who will administer our test is on day shift, we can choose to write anytime between 6 am and 1:45 pm. At 12:30 I walk back to the clinic, pick up my test, and sit down to write. After I finish I hand in my test, pull out some work and sit down to wait. I have scheduled a mother and baby to come for a checkup at 1. Unfortunately they don’t show up and at 1:45 I put on my scrubs and prepare to listen to endorsements. Day shift endorses one patient who is almost ready to go home, and they have nothing else so I continue to work on my assignment. The last time I caught a baby was the 16 of November, everyone else on my shift has had more recent catches so I am first up. The next patient to walk through the door will be mine. At 4:00 there are yells from outside and we all go running to the door. A man holds up his wife and they walk in and she sits on the bed. By the way she is acting, the baby is coming. One of the girls appears with her chart, and a big problem. This baby is only at 33 weeks gestation, much to early. Ate May yells to the guards to get the ambulance ready. After doing an internal exam she confirms that the woman is fully dilated. She is given stern instructions not to push, only breathe and we load her onto a stretcher and into the ambulance. The wildest ride of my life commences as we careen down the road on the wrong side, nearly run over a inattentive pedestrian and race through the gates at the hospital. We transfer the woman’s care to the doctor and climb back into the ambulance to go back. I arrive to find that Sarah has checked in another patient while we have been gone, since I am still first up she will be mine to take care of. After Ate May directs me through an internal examination and confirms my findings, we send her home – she is only 3 cm dilated and must be 4 to stay. I sit down on the couch and do some more work, eat some supper, and chat with Sarah. At 7 another patient walks through the door. I have her wash and pee and start checking her vitals. She is acting like her labour is painful and seems to be quite active. Sarah and I call Ate May and she comes in. Ate May confirms that this patient is fully dilated and motions for me to take my place on the end of the bed. At 7:33 a baby boy slides into my hands and I place him on his mother’s tummy. With the help of one of the midwives, I complete nearly all by paperwork and tasks before the next shift comes on. Sarah catches a baby right before endorsements so we both end up staying a little late to make sure all our responsibilities are taken care of. It is with happiness and relief that I finally slide out of the ambulance in front of the house at quarter to 11. Time to get some sleep.