We were on a medical mission trip, on our way to a work site 2 hours away. The bus quit working about 45 minutes into the trip. They sent for a large van to come get us. While waiting, we first "borrowed " the outhouse of the people who live where the bus stopped. They were aunt and uncle of a pastor in the town where we were going. Then another man asked one of our doctors to check his ear that was hurting. Then he decided to have us come see his mother, just up the hill. She had what looked like the residual from a stroke and a cataract and arthritis. Her blood pressure was controlled on the medicine she is on. We gave her some Tylenol and a hug and a prayer. Well, some neighbors wanted their blood pressure checked. One lady had a blood pressure of 220/112. That is dangerously high. We ran down to the bus and got her some blood pressure medicine and told her to follow up with a local doctor before she ran out. It was a God thing that the bus broke down exactly there.