Anita told Agenal that if he returned later on in the afternoon we would come up the mountain with him to see how his wife was faring.
Don't you worry, Agenal surely did come back, for the love of his wife. Anita, Nate, Julian, and I followed the bent over man over the mountain and stream to his little house. Nate was hauling a backpack with water bottles, etc., and Julian was carrying Anita's medical backpack.
One little boy from the compound there at Agenal's led us down the path way towards home. By then it was cooling off, and the hike didn't seem long. Hopefully, for Agenal's sake, though, he won't need to take his tired bones over the mountains to the clinic very soon again.