Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Thursday, December 26, 2013
|Me having a "conversation" with a bystander as I support this man's fractured femur|
The scene I came upon was a man on the ground, and people starting to gather. No one was rushing to his aid, cautiously standing back and not doing anything. I approached the man who was groaning to do a quick once-over - and ABC assessment. Only a small puddle of blood near his foot, he was breathing, and moving. Then I looked at his leg. His upper leg bone was bending at a sickening 45 degree angle. His lower leg was flopping around. I could only partially assess him as the motorcycle he had been riding was partially laying on top of him. I looked to the bystanders asking if anyone had called an ambulance, and their response was, "we did...but no one answered." "Okay," I said, "have you called the police or anyone else?" There were minor grumbles, and no obvious responses. I didn't hear any sirens in the distance. I then requested people to help me move the motorcycle and was given the reply, "NO! We are waiting for the transit cops, we can't move the motorcycle." Now, knowing this is the law here, that the transit police must assess the situation for fault and to figure out what happened, but I just shook my head in amazement. No one had come to his aid. No one had comforted him, no one was even touching him except me.
I looked at the taxi driver who was standing next to me, and I said, "what is more important? Waiting for the transit cops, or helping this severely injured man?" To which he replied, "We have to wait for the transit cops!" The anger and frustration spewed over onto my face, that no one was going to mess with me. So...I moved the motorcycle...because no one else would...and no one stopped me. I then could get a better assessment of the situation. He had sustained a large laceration to his foot - thinking about 30 stitches or more would be needed, and I could get a good view of his leg. Since no one else would help me, I had to try and do the best I could. I asked him his name, "Francisco," was his response. "Where do you live?" "Nearby he said." He seemed appropriate to location and name. His eyes were completely dilated. I supported his leg with one hand, while I assessed for damage to the rest of him. He finally stopped, looked at me and said, "Is my leg still there? I can't move my leg or feel my foot." I assured him that his limb was still intact, he simply couldn't feel it because he had severely broken his leg. Why it wasn't a compound fracture (bone protruding) was an amazing thing to me. I have never seen a leg so twisted without more damage being done. He still had good pulses in his lower foot, so I felt a little better knowing that his fractured femur was not occluding any blood from going to his lower limb, or he that he had severed the femoral artery.
Mike had arrived at this point, and I told him that we needed to get him to the Emergency Room ASAP, and that the ambulance wasn't coming. He started to go get the truck, when someone who had stopped said they could take him. However, right after getting ready to transfer him to the truck, the fire department arrived. Now...we have an INCREDIBLE fire department crew in the U.S. Everyone is specially trained and has some sort of emergency medical training. The paramedics in the US would have taken care of this immediately. Not so here in Honduras. There is very little emergency medical equipment on board a fire truck. The two firemen jumped out of the truck with a stretcher (thank goodness), but not even a glove on their hand, no assessment of the individual, no c-collar, no splint for his leg. But - don't blame the firemen - this is just not in their scope of practice. I was just grateful for the stretcher. I told the fireman to support his fractured leg. We log rolled him onto the stretcher, and the two firemen, and four other by-standers lifted him to the fire truck, and away he went.
I went to bed that night thinking and praying for Francisco. It made my heart sad that people were more interested in the police then helping this man. It reminded me of the time in New York when I was carrying 150 pounds of luggage in three duffel bags when I fell down the entire length of stairs in the subway, and no one helped me. People literally stepped over me, but no one offered to help. My heart sank, because it felt the same. At least I was there, lending a hand, offering a silent prayer for help and guidance. I pray that Francisco will not lose his leg. The probabilities are very high here. The cost of orthopedic surgery is steep - having to pay for the surgery itself, and all the equipment that goes with it (x-rays, plates, screws, etc.) it is much cheaper to have an amputation. It once again reminded me of the state of health care here. It is desperate. Few resources. Very little medicine.
Please join me in prayer for Francisco.
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Sunday, December 22, 2013
I am looking for funding for an assistant as I will be leaving for furlough in July, and need someone to oversee the clinic while I am gone.
Thursday, December 12, 2013
- Cutaneous leishmaniasis affects the skin and mucous membranes. Skin sores usually start at the site of the sandfly bite. In a few people, sores may develop on mucous membranes.
- Systemic, or visceral, leishmaniasis affects the entire body. This form occurs 2 - 8 months after a person is bitten by the sandfly. Most people do not remember having a skin sore. This form can lead to deadly complications. The parasites damage the immune system by decreasing the numbers of disease-fighting cells.
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Thursday, November 14, 2013
The Lord: Recall the beauty of trusting the only One who can see what is and what is to come. Nahum 1:7... "The LORD is good, a refuge in times of trouble. He cares for those who trust in him." (NIV 1984)
Me: I do trust You. But for everything to end like this is so hard. It just seems pointless
The Lord: Nothing I allow is pointless. Even in the midst of hurt I will work good. Proverbs 19:20-21... "Listen to advice and accept instruction, and in the end you will be wise. Many are the plans in a man's heart, but it is the LORD's purpose that prevails." (NIV 1984)
Me: Why does she (me/the community/Armenia) have to go through this?
The Lord: You don't have to have answers. You just need to trust. Isaiah 55:9b... "My ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts." (NIV 1984)
Wednesday, November 13, 2013
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
Monday, October 28, 2013
I am actively support raising for Dr. Roger's pay for the following year - the only way to continue keeping him employed is through YOUR support! I am also actively pursuing hiring a Honduran assistant to help him in the clinic while I am on furlough next year. It would be an almost impossible task to run the clinic by himself. So - how can YOU help?! EASY! Follow this link to make a one-time or on-going support contribution:
|speaking engagement at Dr. Allen and Dr. Rick's church|
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Thursday, October 10, 2013
Thursday, September 26, 2013
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
|Had to turn people away today - the hospital is closed and we are not...so more patients than we could handle|
When I say the healthcare is in a state of crisis here I mean it. The hospital is basically closed because of lack of funds. There are no gloves, no medication, no supplies of any sort. The hospital is contaminated with water and dirt dripping down the walls. The patients have to buy everything from gloves, to the doctors gown, to every bit of medicine and supplies. Needless to say we maxed out our number of patients we could see today within ten minutes of opening, and had to turn people away. I suspect until things change, we are going to be in this situation.
and watch the video below for more information.
Friday, September 20, 2013
Thursday, September 19, 2013
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Thursday, September 5, 2013
Saturday, August 31, 2013
In the midst of all of this - it's hard to remember things that are "normal" back home. Going to Home Depot and getting whatever kind of plant you want for your garden. Pick up your plants, your fertilizer, a few gardening tools, and waalaa...you have a garden. Here it's a whole other world. Nothing eatable comes in plant form - everything must be grown from seed, then transplanted, then prayed upon to grow to fruition. I've not had a lot of success.
What grows...what doesn't. Between the harsh sun and the torrential downpours, it's hard to figure out what will grow and what will perish.
I found two tomato plants the other day at a local nursery, and I couldn't have been more excited. Now let's just see if I can keep them alive. Yes, those are the kinds of things I miss. Obviously friends, family, hanging out time, a sense of belonging...but in the midst of that - things that are "normal" - things like growing a garden...let's see where this takes me....
Thursday, August 22, 2013
Watch this 2 minute, 25 second video to see the good health:
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Watch this 2 minute video to see their new house:
Sunday, August 18, 2013
On the mission field a community is typically twofold - the community you work in, and the team as a community. The community you work in is filled with people you love, people you minister to, and people you have invested your life into. The mission community team is filled with people who, mostly, have a common heritage - from the U.S., gringos, understand American Football, the idiosyncrasies of what it means to come from the U.S. and live in your host country. These things bind a team together and create a community. Within that community there are natural groups that form - people who are in the same stage of life, who have families, who don't, age, ministry objectives, etc. The hard part can be when you find you don't fit in with any of the established groups. When your child is the oldest, you are the oldest, the only medical provider on the team, not single, driven, and have different priorities. It can be a lonely place. It is when this realization comes that you come to that place in life where you have to be content with where you are, and who you are. To find acceptance is others is not what is important, but to find acceptance with who you are as a Christian, and who you are in Christ is what is important. To fill the lonely places with people always leads to disappointment and the failure of who we are as humans. The only way to fill this lonely place is with Christ.
So although I may not be part of any particular community, the one community I am ALWAYS a part of is my community with Christ and my family. In them I feel whole. In them I am not lonely, and with Christ, He will never disappoint. So the road outside may be lonely and isolating, the road with Christ can only be one that is full and filled with a sense of belonging.
Saturday, August 17, 2013
Watch this 2 minute, 20 second video:
Thursday, August 15, 2013
|Street Children clinic|
|The national police came for a visit|
|clinic in La Fe|
|Education day for the 1st - 6th graders|
Saturday, August 10, 2013
Watch this 2 minute and 30 second video to see their handiwork:
Thursday, August 8, 2013
270 folks were cared for. We did a combination of people coming to the clinic and us making home visits. Having an opportunity to visit people in their homes is an incredible way to meet people truly where they are at. There were several people we visited that were immobile and were able to bring great care to them directly in their homes. We have seen pregnant mommies, newborn babies, the National Police even stopped by for a visit, and the elderly. Truly going through the whole gambit and all stages of life.
We started IV's, gave IV medications, took care of a gentleman who collapsed in our intake area, and so many more things it would take a whole blog to cover. It was truly a great week and our team worked like crazy, and did an incredible service to those who came.
The week couldn't have gone without a hitch...the air conditioning in our truck gave out right before the team arrived. As we are in the middle of two brigades, there is no time to even get the truck to the shop. Also, day 2 of clinic the electricity went out for just over 3 hours. With all those bodies in the clinic that left us sweating a whole lot more than normal!
We have definitely had an interesting week with lots of interesting patients. Next week brings another medical week. We are in the middle of three teams in a row, but at the tail end of our summer teams. Then Madison and Mike head off to the States and Madison will be taking the GED. No rest for the weary :-)
Sunday, August 4, 2013
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
Watch this 4 minute and 30 second video to see the kids who Christ has called us to love:
Monday, July 29, 2013
Watch this 2 minute and 15 second video to see the blessings they provided:
Saturday, July 27, 2013
Watch this 2 minute, 15 second video of their effort:
Saturday, July 20, 2013
Watch this 2 minute, 15 second video to see their amazing work:
Thursday, July 18, 2013
|Washing her clothes|
Never have I been in a place in my life where this is my reality. I pray I always keep that heart for the poor and never forget what I do have. Not long after we got here, 5 years ago, Madison being barely 11 years old, we found a young street boy curled up in his single t-shirt sleeping on the street. We took him to a used store and bought him a pair of pants and some food. Madison was so troubled. She said "mom...we have SO much, and he has nothing...we need to give everything away and help him." I said "honey...that is exactly what we have done. And here we are, to help people just like him."
I told her not to feel guilty because we had things and he did not. I said it isn't shame on us, it is shame on them that have and do not give as we have been mandatd by God to do.
So pray for this woman who has left 100% of her pride to have come to this place in her life where her only clothes she must wash piece by piece in a fountain in the middle of the city. And while you are at it, pray for all the other people who are seeking God and seeking peace in their lives.
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
Saturday, July 13, 2013
Thursday, July 11, 2013
A week ago, Dr. Roger let me know that he was going to be involved in a medical brigade made up of the Honduran airforce, and Honduran doctors. He asked me if there was any way that we as an organization could participate. I explained because of our working with summer teams coming, for me to make myself available to a community that lies almost two hours away from La Ceiba, on the day the teams comes was just not a possibility. However, I did tell him I could give him some extra supplies, and some vitamins and parasite medications. At almost $1.00 a dose for parasite meds, and almost $4.00 for a single month supply of vitamins, costs can rise fast. The government here just doesn't have money. But with our help, from my little clinic, we were able to supply almost 4,000 parasite medications, and over 8,000 children's vitamins.
Because of the donation of medications and supplies, the Honduran Air Force made a special visit out to our clinic last week to thank us for the donations, and to give us a certificate of appreciation. I am constantly surprised how God is using our little clinic to glorify Himself.
Sunday, June 30, 2013
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
To see their great work watch this 2 minute and 30 second video: