Today has been one of the hardest days of my life. This morning we went to the Hospital Nacional de Chiquimula. This is a public hospital with very limited resources and technology. We split up into groups and went to the emergency department, the intensive care unit, labor and delivery, and pediatrics. My group started out in the ICU, which was divided into the pediatric side and the adult side. Unfortunately, in the short time we were there we lost two little ones. An 8 year old, who suffered from pneumonia and went into septic shock, and a 5 month old who also suffered from pneumonia. The four members of my group were able to share tears and prayers with the mother of the 8 year old. We then found out that she did not have enough money to buy a casket for her child. If a family is not able to buy a casket, they cannot take the body from the hospital. We were able to all pitch in and buy caskets for both of these heartbroken, but grateful mothers. I cannot imagine the absolute and agonizing pain these mothers are feeling with the loss of their children. However, I am thankful that we were there and had the opportunity to offer what little condolences that we could.