After we had put the chap in a bed, imobilized his leg and given him a shot for pain we headed back up the trail only to have the utv start sputtering about a mile and a half back up the mountain. Thanks to my stupidity we were out of diesel! After some consultation by phone with Donavan I decided to turn around and coast back down to the mission to get fuel. Had an amazingly fast and quiet trip back down, poured a couple gallons of fuel in the tank, and after another trip up the hill, we finally arrived at Don Weavers place and got some food in our stomachs.
Michael Rudolph has been coordinating surgical teams from the states for the past several years and thanks to his efforts and the efforts of the surgeon and other medical staff who came down to donate their time, this past week we were able to get surgery done on 15 patients with inguinal hernias that have been coming to our clinic for help. Some of these people have suffered with severe hernias for years because even though the surgery is a relatively simple one that can be performed at many hospitals in Haiti, the costs of getting it done are far beyond what most of these folks are able to afford. The list of guys with hernias needing operations seems to grow longer every week so it was an incredible blessing to see these people finally being able to get help. The hospital where the team was doing the surgeries was in the little community of La Colline, about an hour west of Ti Goave. Tuesday I took a load of 12 hernia patients along with the daughter of one of them who was to act as a care taker for the rest. It made a total of 14 people squeezed into the landcruiser. Very tight. But no one seemed to care since they were finally headed to get their problems fixed.
|Some of the hernia fellows waiting at the door of the hospital to be told where to go after just after we arrived|
|Yes! yet another surgery being performed. This particular case was a massive hydrocele removal that I was privileged to be able to observe on.|
|Broken tombstones line a rocky gully. Death is an ever present part of daily life for most Haitians as witnessed by the many tombstones scattered through gardens and around houses.|