There are three Peace Corps doctors. Doctor Dan, Doctor Alice and Doctor Ilana. They deal with all our complaints splinters, to arthritis and they are really wonderful doctors (especially the smoking, drinking, and motorcycle riding Dr. Dan, he's really the best, no joke). They are like overbearing mothers sometimes, in fact I think that they may worry about our health even more than our own mothers. If you happen to be in the office and mention you have a cold you will not leave without an armload of pills and ointments and an earful of instructions. This will all most definitly be followed up with two calls daily for the next week and minute to minute accounts of the color and texture of your stool. Sorry to get so personal but poop and peace corps really go hand in hand. (tangent: to get an idea of how much poop impacts the average Peace Corps experience, at thanksgiving the entire table (twleve people) was able to share one poop in your pants incident which concluded with Janice's last words, "thought I had to fart, didn't.") Anyway to get to the point I recently had a medical encounter of the Romanian kind (not fecal, sorry I went off on that subject). I took a blood test and found out that I am anemic and I have a problem with my thyroid (apparantly it's not working well...damn those extra forty pounds). So naturally Dr. Ilana prescribed me the one egg a day diet. Apparantly this is the only way towards a healthy subsistance in Romania. She is infamous for prescribing eggs as the cure-all for anything and everything. Janice had a stomach problem so Dr. Ilana told her to lay off the vegetables and start eating more eggs. Beth had dry skin, what do you know...she needed more eggs. THe list goes on and on. A sore back = not enough eggs. Headaches, you guessed it, up your egg intake. So what I am really wondering, since eggs seem to be the Ro cure, is what the heck the cholestorol count in ROmanian would be? Anyway last night for dinner I had an egg sandwich. Two eggs!! Dr. Ilana would be proud.