I usually have to wait for dogs to move out of the way or wait behind a street kid who is high and stumbling down the middle of the street. Once I arrive to the large blue gate, I get out of my car to ring the doorbell. This should be an easy step, but it's one of the hardest for me. Once I step out of the car there is a horrible smell and flys everywhere. I watch my step to make sure I'm not stepping on a place the dogs have used for a bathroom, glass, garbage, or dead rats to reach over piles of garbage and ring the doorbell. I wait for somebody to come open the gate while occasionally having to move my car which is blocking others from going down the street. Then, i'm in the gate, a sigh of relief as I drive into the courtyard/parking area.
Sometimes I have a hard time releasing the stress from getting there and switching gears to loving and caring for the waiting room full of patients. I always want to be grateful for the opportunity that I have to enter the lives of others, even for a short time and serve them - it's a privilege given to me by the Lord!!! And, my short trip there gives me a glimpse into the daily stressors that those living there face all the time. I get to leave at the end of the day, but they don't.