The girls are advised to deliver at a hospital, to start walking towards care when the baby starts to walk. At first I was drawn to the noble service of the local physicians, the countrywide need, the shame erased, ...
Until I began to think that this repairing isn’t preventing.
Perhaps the next generation will not work girls so hard, perhaps the next generation will not wed girls so young, perhaps the next generation will use birth control.
Someday there might be water at a village tap, and girls would not carry pottery jars of water so heavy that their bone growth is slowed.
One of the characters in Cutting for Stone, a fine book by Abraham Verghese (set mostly in Ethiopia), becomes a fistula expert.