Monday, July 7, 2014
Jo....trying to swallow his meds.
Now for our little healing liar. Kate blogged about "3 little piggies" A man that came in with 2 toes shriveled up with gangrene and a black, yellow ,oozing, smelly foot. We really wondered if it was ever going to heal. We were NOT pleased to enter the hospital room one night and distinctly smell cigarette smoke. "Did you smoke Papi???" we called out to him. "Oh Mis, I never would do that!!" We grinned at each other and shrugged our shoulders, tomorrow we would address it clearly. Kate did and he promised to never touch a cigarette again. Well, last Friday our cleaning lady found a cigarette butt under his bed.... to say the least none us nurses were vey pleased with him. Kate stood outside and preached loudly to him for 10 minutes. I hope he got it this time. But...miracle. His foot is healing amazingly. A firm pink area covers what used to be open oozing flesh. Three cheers for Mis Woda and her loving hands that bandage him every day:)
Healing is beautiful to see and it cheers each nurse to see a patient slowly recover. We see so much pain and wounds so far gone there is hardly hope but moments like this are what we remember and cling too. Our God is Healer, awesome in Power...That's the God we serve!!
Today I stitched up a sweet 11 year old boy that was brave enough to put a man to shame. He lay there and grinned at me every time I clipped the thread off a suture and never cried or pushed my hand away. Bravo!! We could use more of that kind of patient at times!!!
I thought you all might like to see a picture of each nurse at their station.
Rho, still smiling after a difficult consultation:)
Kate, squeezing one of her Plumpy Nut babies.
Marcile, Welcome!!! Our new pharmacist.
Myself, I am replacing Whit, consulting people in our Hypertension program. We miss you Mis Whitney!!!
Today I was thinking about the verse "Whatever you do, do it heartily as to the Lord and not to men." NO matter who it is....the Cause we are running for is Jesus. May His name be continually lifted up!!
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