A Request for Advice

Dear Readers,
I need some advice.  Our guard next door, Oscar, had an operation two months ago to remove an abcess near his stomach.  It has been almost two months, but the incision has not healed.  I took Oscar to the private clinic in Maputo and they told me that there was a hard mass near the incision, probably a tumor.  Because I could not pay for further follow up care at the private clinic, Oscar turned to the national health system in Mozambique.
In the meantime, his employer, our next door neighbor Teresa, a mean-spirited lady without an ounce of humanity in her, found out that I had taken Oscar to the clinic.  When she found this out, she told him that since he had found someone else to take care of him, he was fired. 
Yesterday, I took Oscar to the emergency room at the central hospital.  We were at the hospital for 5 hours.  Although he's had an open wound for almost two months with a tumor like mass under it, they did not do any further tests.  They referred him to urology, where he has an appointment tomorrow- Oscar's wound is leaking urine, so it is likely they punctured his bladder when they operated on his abcess the first time. 
I will wait to see what they do tomorrow, but Oscar is running out of time.  He is 28 years old.  I have savings and could take him back to the private clinic, but I need to think about where I draw the line.  Oscar is a person though, a poor person at the mercy of a dysfunctional government who doesn't care much about it's poor peple.  I feel that, as a fellow human being, I need to help him or try to.   
What would you do?
Erica

Christmas in Africa

Last weekend, we went to Game.  Game is a store sort of like Target... but really no where near the caliber of Target-- 1/2 the quality and 3 times the price.  For that reason, we don't frequent Game much.  Another reason is that the kids ask us to buy them things about every 5 seconds.  But we couldn't find a trash can anywhere else in all of Maputo, so Game was a last resort. 
Game wanted $60 for a plastic trash can, so we ended up bailing on that and, instead of the trash can, we left with probably 20 other items. (Nalia was a huge influence on the number of items).  One of these was a fake white Christmas tree. 
As soon as we got home, the kids got out all the Christmas decorations and started decorating.  Because we had no proper lights for the tree, Nalia put pink plastic Easter grass on it.  Elio took out a plastic Santa being pulled by his reindeer ... it had been a decoration on top of our gingerbread house a couple of years ago.  He studied it for a minute and then looked at Nalia quizzically and asked, 'Are those gazelles driving Santa?'