Family Needle Exchange Point

Today I went to one of the needle exchange "outposts". I guess I was expecting to find a dirty apartment, smoky, with 3-4 fairly responsible drug addicts manning the exchange. That was all true except for the fact that one of them was 8 mo. pregnant and had a cute little 3 year old daughter as well. I was not prepared to find that it was a "family" affair. I tried to focus on the research questions that the visiting "expert" from Moscow was asking, but I could not discipline myself to take my eyes away from the little girl's big blue ones. I had to fight back tears several times. There is a time for research and reality, but then there must also be humanity. I spent most of my time making faces and playing peek-a-boo with the girl. Good thing that I was not the only one there. I think that I will go back again next week to that outpost and try to interview them then. I'll be more prepared... I'll bring some candy :)
Other than that stats, stats, and more stats. I am preparing an informed consent form that I can bring with me for more formal interviews. Pasha has translated almost all of informal ones that I did during my clinic tours. I need to hand in my mid term research paper by the end of the month. Ahh!!!