Monday, July 28, 2014

How Is Your Monday Smile?

     It is Monday. Never start a day without prayer. Especially a Monday. When you run into men like this.
     It is hard to know what to write about today. Look for yourself. We had the skin issues. Babies to treat, bathe, and follow for the next couple weeks. A lady came who wanted us to visit her friend about an hour from here, who had a serious sugar/blood pressure issue and was swelling up. " We will save that for this afternoon," we told her.
 The neighbor girl came in again. She has had diarrhea for a month, and it seems meds don't want to make any difference. We can't get an IV to go in her little veins, without collapsing them. Shall we send her out for blood tests soon? What's up in her little body?
     Here is Whit, trying to clean up a toe that a man was begging us to cut off. We begged him for a week to work on him, and maybe then, at that distant day, we will consider it!
    Our week-end was filled up with baby births and a trip to Mirabelais hospital again. This trip was on a Sunday, and we were meeting up with some heart specialists, who checked out a few potential problem patients for us. We thanked the Lord for some wonderfully helpful doctors, and a safe trip home.  Here are the heart specialists, posing for us all...
    We are really hoping to make more contacts with the Mirabelais doctors for our many other long-term cases, but we haven't been having much success recently. The appointments keep falling through, which is DISAPPOINTING for these people who have no other hope or help for some of their illnesses. Please pray for us, that we could show the love of Jesus as even more important than health care in a country where doctors never quite reach around to all the people who need them.
  Here is Mali, happy to be in Mirabelais, the beautiful hospital, where help seems possible and doctors know what they are talking about! The ladies on both sides of her have babies with health issues. The one baby has a heart with switched valves, which gives the Aorta a weird twist, but works fine in the end, and the other has cerebral palsy.


    Have a fine week, everyone, now that Monday is almost behind us! -Mis Woda
   
   
   

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Christmas Time for the Nurses!
And a  Stitch Job...


Finally the long awaited for meds arrived from CAM. We had so much fun rummaging through the boxes and finding a whole bunch of treasures. We felt like we were opening Christmas presents!
I have learned to appreciate meds and what they do for people, much more since I am here working in the Pharmacy.  Its such a blessing to be able to give the needed meds but my utmost desire is that they would see Jesus and turn to him for healing.

Here we are going through boxes and marking down the quantity of each med.



Ro and Mali stocking the pharmacy.



Wit trying to hide from the camera.



While we were unpacking meds this guy came in... He was working on a construction crew and  cut his hand with a saw.  So Mali stitched him up.


 


I'm just going to throw this picture in from today. Here's a 16 year old who gets seizures once or twice a month.  Unfortunately he was too close to a fire and fell in, thankfully the burns weren't too bad.




Please continue to pray for us as we let our lights shine!
~Miss Marcile
















Sunday, July 20, 2014

One or Two???

"Its twins"...was the verdict of 3 tired nurses as they carefully slid the ultrasound probe over the woman's very pregnant belly. Glancing at each other we nod in unison. "Twins". She needs to go out. We all realize that our diagnosis could be wrong but what if it was twins and we are not equipped to do a caesarean.
 Don came told us that in half in hour if we still feel the same about it then Kate and I should go with Julian to Tit Guave.
  Half an hour later we are all ready to leave. I clutch our emergency birthing bag and whisper a prayer that we wont need to use it. After a short prayer from Don we go flying down the trail. A BIG thank you to whoever donated towards our new machine. It rides like a dream !! Kate and I couldn't get over it. We made it to Tit Guave in 1 hour 15 min.!! The lady seemed to be calm and her contractions not too strong. Sadly the hospital in TG was closed so we had to go to Pastors to get the ambulance. After loading up all our gear Julian announces the tire pressure to low to drive to Leogane. I wink at kate..."Oh joy,!!" Every minute is becoming very precious. We quick switch everything to Pastors vehicle and roar away. I can hear her contractions getting closer..."Go faster Julian.."About 3 minutes from the hospital in Leogane we hear a flood over water. I jump back to check her, "Her water broke, just drive as fast as you can." I plop down to my seat and pray that we make it. A second later and more water and a plop. I switch on the light and there is a healthy FAT baby on the floor. Kate yells to stop and we run to the back. It was CRAZY!!! I take care of the baby and Kate takes care of the mom. Kate glances at me,"I think that's all,I cant feel another baby in here.."I feel like laughing but instead I lean over the pink screaming baby to ask him if he had another womb-mate with him. The dad is shocked. "Mis, the baby is too young to talk!!" I throw my head back and laugh. Kate joins and even Julian did, soon the father is chuckling and the mom has a huge smile. We are parked right in the center of a busy spot in town. People flock to watch. We try to have some privacy but it is impossible. They are all excited about this. A birth, in a vehicle, 2 little white nurses scurrying around trying clean up, a huge baby.... We felt awful for our wrong call but as we bounced back up the trail Kate said drowsily. "Mothers fine, baby's  fine, we are tired but alive."I nod drowsily, right now I am too tired to care.
One or Two???
Everyone happy and alive!!
 
 
The last few days at the clinic have been sort of stressful. Saying Goodbye to our administrators in the middle of a busy clinic day,crying our eyes out as we hold hands and pray for strength to face our line of waiting patients that are quietly watching the white nurses wipe tears. Two days later finds us doing the same thing except this time its Mis Katie that is leaving us.  We watch in tears as Fre Derick takes her by the arm and brings her to the waiting Bobcat. Once again we watch the bobcat disappear down the trail and Kates arms waving in farewell. We miss you Mis Katie.
When Rho caught sight of the this cute preemie....she couldn't stop hugging it!! It weighed 3 lbs 4 oz.It brought smiles to our faces!!
A big welcome to Mis Whitney!!We missed you and its great to have you on the team again!! I am sick with a very bad fever and very achy bones. I am sure I look exactly like 90 year old!! Please pray for the clinic staff that no one else would get sick!
"We can never bless the world merely by having a good time in it; but by only by giving our lives for it."
-Mis Mali

Monday, July 14, 2014

Pumpkin Soup and Partings

    Pumpkin soup. Exactly. Maybe it would be better than you think. Maybe if it was all you got to eat all day, you would think it was good.

Joe said, "I always love when you come."
    Joe gets none too much love. He suffers way too much pain. But when we see him in the morning, again, he says, "God didn't call me yet." Poor, dear Joe with the huge bed sore. I think you would make him pumpkin soup if it was one thing in his day that made him smile, wouldn't you?

And, then, there is Pasquet. He has had cancer, for years, and seems to be on his death bed. He came
to us, deeply dehydrated, and unresponsive. We kept him on IV overnight and into the next day, before he started to respond with smiles, a few words, and hand motions. It is so exciting to watch him revive, and yet we know unless something miraculous happens, he will most likely be heading towards death, anyways. But, Pasquet loves God, and his peace is evident.

And, this cute little droopy-eyed child....why is he smiling?

We were able to make a trip to Laogone hospital, where specialists work on bones. This little boy returned to us after his surgery with some white doctors in that hospital. They were able to  successfully remove a toe that was causing him problems with pain and efficient walking. We praise the Lord for H
is timing, because the surgery itself was able to be done with a fairly low cost table, since it was a missionary team on the premises that week.                                                    
On the positive/miracle note. We were running out of gloves again here at clinic. They were too expensive to buy more when the last crew was in town, so we were trying very hard to not use too many of our sterile glove stash. Every day, multiple times, I would ask God if He was remembering about our gloves. Well, he was! Yesterday, some donated gloves arrived, unexpectedly. So, I know God is like that. 
 We as a team want to thank every one of our friends, who sends encouragement, takes the time to pray, and touch our lives from all over the globe. Steve, Shana, and family.This is your last night here. THANK-YOU doesn't cut our sentiments. Kate, ADIEU, and sniff. God is calling you somewhere else, too. We will try to pass on the legacy you left behind. We all love you and will miss the excellency portrayed in your service in the Haitian hills. I know that sometimes, at least, you will remember us over coffee....Good-night! --Mis Woda                                         









Wednesday, July 9, 2014

After Hour Fun...



  Yesterday we had a great time cooking corn and bean sauce at the neighbors house after work. One of my patients brought it as a gift and it made a great BIG pot.. enough to share with neighbors and all the hungry little bellies always begging for food.




Happy faces...eating off of Mali's plate :)






A few smiles from clinic today...

A jolly baby fattened up with Herbalife.


Our dear granny friend who doesn't come to the clinic for meds but always dances in the door and looks up with her signature face and says, " Did you leave a little food for me today?" She's a delight.


  





 And a new nurse! She came to take Mis Leda's place over the time of her pregnancy and birth. We're grateful for her help.






Jesus bless your day. Let's lose our lives in the joy of His service today!
- Mis Kate