Friday, May 4, 2012

My Personal Hell

I do not really believe in "Hell" in the traditional sense. 
But, I do know this is what my personal Hell would look like. It would include babies who were literally "thrown out" for whatever reason. My personal Hell would include mothers who feel they have no other choice, but to leave their babies to die. It would also include a system where the only medical care goes to those who have money, lots of money, but serve a population where historically people have little money, very little money.  I know it would not include people like Heather and Steve. This I know for sure. 
Heather and Steve founded and help to run the Creche that takes in the most severe of the severe cases of neglect, abuse, severe malnutrition, disease and birth defects. Not only do they do this for the people of Haiti, but also in their personal lives. 
They are my new heros. I want the pictures of them to be on a happy post so read on . . . later.
Our friend Eric holding a sweet baby girl with Hydrocephalus. 

This is an 11 month old baby boy. Yes, eleven months old. Literally starving to death.

The Beach

This last week we had the chance to go to the beach, twice. We met this amazing couple, post to follow I promise, who run a Creche out near the beach. I can't wait to share pictures. 
CT "caught" a jelly fish. We have a " bug hospital" at our home. I was just waiting for them to ask to start an "aquatic stinging menace hospital".
 SF and BJ building in the sand.
 This girl has so much fun in the water. And I have to say she is quite the little swimmer. This week I put her on the water tubes and she was off. She was swimming all around the pool and trying to sneak off on her own much to the Haitians dismay. 

This one is for you Grandma. Grandma Diane made these adorable shirts for the boys. 

The Orphanage Today

A sweet, new baby girl at the O. She is 3 months old.
 Baby Nicholas, every time I hold him he falls asleep in my arms. I love this kid.
 Rachel, the woman who runs to O, holding the new baby.
 Baby Patrick after he was taking steps to us. He was so proud of himself.

Surgery at Home

***WARNING, THIS POST IS NOT FOR THE WEAK IN STOMACH***
Translation: if you are not in medicine, you may not want to read on.

Okay, maybe the fact that I even took pictures is gross. What can I say, I am a nurse.
I have had this "who knows what" growing on my arm since some mystery bite I received about a week ago. It continued to get more swollen, more red, and more irritated until I started running a low grade fever. So it was time to take action. Because I do have great access to medical equipment, Rachel is not squmish, and I have to say I am pretty tough; we decided to cut it out ourselves. Not fun, but now it is over and I have some antibiotics to clean up the mess. 


Slaughter Day

So this is not an official Haiti thing that I know of, but I swear every Friday we see tons and tons of animals out for slaughter. We have a "slaughter house" right near our home and we have seen many interesting things on a Friday there. One time we saw a large truck with cattle in it. There was one cow laying on the ground behind the truck. The Haitians were literally lighting a fire under his butt trying to get him to stand up. One thing is for sure, all of this animal slaughtering is making me think I may want to become a vegetarian.

These are images I have always wanted to capture. A bunch of sheep being loaded into a tap tap (aka taxi).
Here they all are shoved in there. Looks full right?
Oh no, not full; there is still room for you to tie some onto the side. This is an image we see often that I am so glad I finally caught as it will never leave my mind.

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Moments

This week has reminded me that "We do not remember days, we remember moments." We have had some funny, odd, hilarous, and not so hilarous moments in Haiti this week:
- I almost hit a man wearing nothing but mud who was running across the road.
- Something that did not go over very well and I hesitate to even share. The other morning we woke up to machine gun fire. There is a house behind us that is huge and heavily protected: electric fence, etc. Anyways, apparently someone tried to break in and they were met with a machine gun. What was more concerning, however, was the fact that the shots were returned by what sounded like a shot gun. (I am not a gun expert, I just know it sounded different that the "normal" gunfire we hear.) It was one of those "Is this really my life" moments.
- We had to fire Angelo. Sad and disappointing.
- We finally got our gun.
- We were without electricity again for 3 days. While Rachel's poor sister was here. She said it was okay, it was just like she was camping.
- We found worms in our water, not the drinking water, but still worms.
- CT found a tick on his chest, I found one in our bed.
- We went hiking to our normal spot and found out that apparently Sunday is bath day at our favorite hiking spot . It was a education for the kids. I fear for our babies who do not remember life any other way.

Some pictures;
I just have to post about public bathrooms. They seriously make me consider using the street like everone else. And I never hesitate to let my boys do this. This is actually a decent one. It had a toilet seat and a make shift door. Still no TP. The toilets never flush so the buckets sitting next to the toilets are full of water and you have to "gravity flush the toilet".

The sink which actually had running water, a huge plus. No soap and the water was then collected into that yellow bucket and I am sure recycled for I don't want to know what.
Rainy Season. We are in the thick of rainy season. Suddenly it is raining most evenings and even a few days, super lame.
With rainy season comes bug season. One night we were literally invaded by these flying ants. They all flew in one night, dropped their silly wings all over the house and went somewhere. Who knows?
Another new edition. Bug nets for all. FYI, the flying ants fit through the holes.

A picture of our house in the middle of one rainy day. I love huge, heavy rain storms that come in quick and get out quick. Or the ones that come in the night and cool everything off. Ones that stick around all day and make everything gloomy...I could do without those.

We do not have a washer and dryer. This is a huge problem in rainy season. Here are our clothes that sat out on the stairs for 4 days drying. Yuck!
And our family room which has also become a clothes drying area. 

This was just too hilarous not to post. It is a box of corn flakes, the only cereal under $5, with a bottle of hot sauce taped to it. We bought it as a package. How great is that?

Some of these moments are hard here, some are frustrating. But they are just that, moments. They all pass.

Now the moments that make it all worth it! Actually, more than worth it. They literally help to melt away the frustration and dissapointment.

- We met one of the most amazing, fascinating couples ever. Steve and Heather, post to follow soon.
-BJ with a girl at the feeding clinic. I wish the babies would remember Haiti. I know I will never forget some of the moments they have had here.
- Rachel, Roselie, Johnny, and Rosana (Roselie's sister who stayed with us for a weekend). When we read scriptures at night, Roselie follows along in a Creole Book of Mormon we got her. She said this is the first time she has been able to read scriptures in Creole. It is great to watch her love it.
-The angels around us. These are some of the kids from the feeding clinic. I can not help but think they look like little angels. I feel so lucky to take part of this awesome experience rain, bugs, guns and all.

Class Notes

(Sorry, we lost power on Monday and just got it back tonight so I am late posting and I can not find Tates note)

Dear Class-
How are you? What have you been doing? I have done a ton as usual. And guess what I got my own email address so now you can send it to Callumthenwood. That kinda looks weird callum the nwood. whats a nwood? A piece of wood with an n engraved in it. Alright enough bliber jabber. This week we went to the beach and I got bit by…………………a…red spider! Then I played volley ball and made this awesome save where the ball was bound to go out of bounds. Then we did the feeding clinic and we got to eat again. We did some pictures and one is of me playing vollyball,at the beach with adults. another picture is of TIC the forest behind our house there is naked people doing baths there.another picture is of a school in haiti.  I really miss you. And am excited to see you.

                                                             Sincerely,
                                                                    CT   

Dear Class-
 I miss you so much. Are you having fun? I wish you are here. I did the feeding cleick yesterday. I fed a little girl she was 3. We brot my dog Roxy. I went to the beach Saterday. That was so fun. It had a pool. My gards wife had a baby, he is so tiny. I got to hold him at there house. The house was one room and all it had in it was beds. It was really tiny. Rachels sister is here to. As you can see I am having grate time. 
Love, IS