"I know, it's so frustrating..." Joséphine frowned, the sadness and worry she rarely let show coming to the forefront.
"I try to keep optimistic about things, but it truly worries me, Oscar. There are some necessary medical supplies that are near-gone, and sometimes even simple things are hard to find. We make due with what we have, but when they tell us that we must cut corners even more, deny our requests for assistance..."
She wrung her hands in frustration. "And worse, there's been so many illnesses this winter, so we are also becoming overcrowded...."