Car bombs and Hep E
I havenâ€™t slept very well the last couple of nights, as the growing anxiety of car bombs has me waking at the smallest noises outside my window nowadays.
Dave was typing on his computer as I walk past him to the kitchen to make some coffee at 8:15 this morning and a huge explosion rumbles down the street near Tharir Square.
“Morning, man,” I said. “Morning,” he replied as we both stare at the huge, brown mushroom cloud that rises above the buildings out our window.
Our daily car bomb viciously welcomed another day of this wretched occupation of Iraq.
And accordiing to a doctor, the once rare Hepatitis E, which is transmitted via contaminated water, is becoming widespread.