Sunday, June 29, 2008

It's all about You, Jesus...

"Heart of Worship"
When the music fades
All is stripped away
And I simply come
Longing just to bring
Something that's of worth
That will bless Your heart
I'll bring You more than a song
For a song in itself
Is not what You have required
You search much deeper within
Through the way things appear
You're looking into my heart

I'm coming back to the heart of worship
And it's all about You,It's all about You, Jesus
I'm sorry, Lord, for the thing I've made it
When it's all about You,It's all about You, Jesus

King of endless worth
No one could express
How much You deserve
Though I'm weak and poor
All I have is Yours
Every single breath
I'll bring You more than a song
For a song in itself
Is not what You have required
You search much deeper within
Through the way things appear
You're looking into my heart

I'm coming back to the heart of worship
And it's all about You, It's all about You, Jesus
I'm sorry, Lord, for the thing I've made it
And it's all about You, It's all about You, Jesus
The words of this song have become so precious to me this week, and especially so tonight. It is so easy to get so caught up in ministry, so busy reaching out to those in need, that you loose your focus on Jesus, and forget the real reason for ministry. And the enemy knows that when we take our eyes off Jesus...and look at the wind and the waves around us...we sink....
...but praise the Lord, we serve a faithful God!

Saturday, June 28, 2008

...public transportation...



"Nou ka konpe la? (We can stand here?) " ...Lounise and I just walked down the hill from the house, and are now at the side of the main street. Lounise nods her head, flashes me a smile, and looks down the road to see if there are any tap-tap's in sight. As we stand in the sun waiting, the sweat begins to pool on my arm, the dust from the passing taxi stings my eyes, and my ears are filled with the blaring of the horn on the quickly approaching motorbike. (We are 'quickly' going to the orphanage to get Cheron's otoscope, so we can check an infected ear.)

We begin walking down the main road toward the orphanage, but before getting too far, a tap-tap roars up behind us, and comes to a screeching halt. It looks full to me, and I'm waiting for Lounise to tell me we need to wait for the next one... when she steps in, and pushes her way forward. I climb in, not wanting to be left behind, and realize that I was right- it was full, but now it is a little more full! The boy balancing on the bumper pounds on the top of the truck, and we start moving. I hold tight, and pray with all my might that I won't fall or get hurt...and suddenly I realize just how ridiculous this is! I am standing, bent over, in the back of a small, covered pick up, between two rows of people, hanging on to the knees of people I have never seen before. I switch one hand to the roof...hoping that I can brace myself a little better, and not pull all the muscles in my neck, and trying my best to pretend that I do this everyday, and that I don't stick out in the crowd.

We screech to a halt ...and I use every muscle I have to keep in a semi-upright position, and pray that no one else gets on, but instead that someone gets off so I can sit! (Lounise had been standing as well, but someone let her sit on their lap.) A women does get off, and Lounise is told to let me sit, so she can sit on my lap. I settle on to the hard bench, trying to act as though I don't notice the 13 pairs of eyes on me. We take off again, the horn blaring- warning anyone in the street that we are coming, and not really stopping for anything, except maybe the huge potholes...

We arrive at the bottom of the road to the orphanage, and Lounise tells the boy on the back we want to get down. He pounds on the top of the truck, and we again come to an abrupt stop. I climb out through the sea of knees, and jump out into the sunlight ... as Lounise hands the boy on the back 10 goudes to pay for our ride.

As we head up the street, -carefully stepping over the water thats running out from under one gate, avoiding the smoldering trash pile by another door, and being careful not to twist our ankles on the washed out part of the road- I realize that I just paid about $0.15 US to experiance a very memorable moment. I continue up the road...my thoughts wandering...until I hear the voices of the kids in the yard, and the gate comes into veiw. Even before we knock, I hear the kids yelling to each other, "It's Miss Katie! Miss Katie is here with Lounise!"

Lounise turns and flashes me another smile as we wait for the guard to unlock the door, and I am once again overwhelmed with the blessings God has bestowed on my life! I realize again that I am one of the most blessed people on earth... experiancing the joy of following the call on my life, and the peace of knowing I am where I belong. I hear the guard approaching, and I smile inspite of myself as I think.... not everyone gets to have a ride like that!
(Yes...those pictures are of tap-taps! It's not the same one I was on...but there is a certain similarity! These pictures were taken downtown, and I was quite a ways out of town, where the potholes are really bad!)

Friday, June 27, 2008

...after church...



The kids...in their Sunday best! We had just gotten home from church, and the team was at the orphanage to see everyone!
They're such happy kids!

Plancher's house



...these pictures are from the day I went out to Plancher's house for the afternoon... The one with me in it was taken by Plancher's daughter, who had never used a camera before! We were sitting (balancing?) in a little cement wall- on the roof!!
The other photo is the new family photo! Plancher and his wife...and their children, Diana, Jonathan, Eloi, and MacEnroe

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

...half way...

I'm having a hard time believing that today markes the half way mark of my stay here in Haiti- but I will admit I haven't had a whole lot of time to entertain the thought! We got up early, and left the house around 6:30, and then met up with the rest of our team, for a 2 1/2 hour road trip out to a mountain village where we did a mobile medical clinic. It was a great ride...but I will admit that it got a little long, bumping along on rough roads, in the back of a truck, and there were a whole bunch of us, so we were really squished...and the water cooler leaked all over me! It was a good trip though...and the clinic went well. It was the last mobile clinic we will be doing with our team. We saw so many precious little children, who just don't have enough food to eat, and even more than that, have no nutritious food, no protein rich food. So many adorable little children with distended bellies, and rusty red hair- a sure sign of Kwarshikore, sever protein deficiency.
Throughout the past few days of clinics, I have seen so much... and had my heart broken as I looked into the eyes of the desperate parents, who are hoping that we can give them "some vitamins" that will make every sickness and rash go away. It is absolutely countless the number of worm/parasite treatments we have prescribed in the past week...and to know that it's only a small percent of the children who are suffering.
It would not be right of me to leave you this picture of pain and sickness, without sharing the joy that also comes with these clinics. We saw many proud mothers, with adorable babies, to day I saw one of the fattest 5 month old little boys ever...and his giggle was so contagious! Also, Jackson, the boy that I had asked for prayer for on Monday, came for his shots on Tuesday, and was already noticably better!
Please keep the many people we have seen and treated in our clinics....that God would bless each of them with health, and understand to protect that health.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008



More of my kids!
... the little boys....Calynx and Kervantz...
These little guys are the youngest boys in the orphanage. They are both four years old...and so cute! This particular morning, all the older kids were at school, so they were at my doorway, playing, and getting all my attention!
...the girls.... Rose, Jenny, Sandra, and Lounise.
They were washing lettuce to make a salad. You never know just how much work making a salad is...until you make it for 50 people! What makes it extra special...is that all that lettuce, all of it.. came from the Cheron's roof top garden!
...and...the boys! This was during the basketball game last weekend...and the boys sitting on the sidelines, looking very cool indeed, are Dieubon, Techlet, and Carl Henry. As you can tell from the looks on their faces... it was a pretty intense game!

Saturday, June 14, 2008

my kids




Ok...so I didn't know I couldn't move these pictures...but it takes long enough to upload them, that I'm gonna leave them for this time!
These pictures are all from yesterday...when we were out at the new orphanage property, getting exercise, playing soccer, and getting an amazing sunburn!
Ok...so, top left...is a Haitian staff worker at the orphanage, Ser Dieula, with three of the girls, Mevline, Medeline, and Rose.
Top right...well...those are my boys! The two that look so serious, Angelo and Garry, really are not! And the one who is making the face, Benjy, well, thats him when Cheron's not watching! Angelo is my personal body guard...and Garry is constantly checking to make sure I'm still his friend!
The bottome picture is me, with a bunch of the kids, shortly after I realized just how bad a sunburn I had! Hitting up against that rough cement wall really made me aware of just how burnt I was. You can kinda see my watch-band line on my wrist...just to give you an idea how white I used to be!!

Friday, June 13, 2008

...my week...

" I will love thee, O Lord, my strength. The Lord is my rock and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God , my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower. I will call upon the name of the Lord, who is worthy to be praised: so shall I be saved from my enemies." Psalm 18:1-3

God is good! He truly is my strength- without Him, I would be nothing! This week has been busy- but so much different from last week! I don't have much time...but i thought I'd give you a quick overview of what my week has been like- and then fill you in later!
Tuesday, Cheron and I went to the airport, and then I went out to Children of the Promise (an orphanage for very young, and very ill children.) I was there that afternoon, and then spent the night, and was there until mid-day Wednesday, when Cheron came and picked me up.
Yesterday (Thursday) I took a tap-tap (public transportation) into to the city with one of the boys from the orphanage, to the "Hopital de Fort St. Michel", the Haitian hospital. I spent the day there shadowing/observing a nurse and doctor- definitely the experiance of a life-time! So many stories to tell....so many things never to forget!
Today, we took all the kids, piled in the truck and drove out to the new orphanage property! We had 32 people in the back of the pick-up...incase anyone wants to know just how many people can fit back there... We had a great day of intense soccer, in the intense heat! And...as I'm sure some of you guess...I forgot my sunscreen! So...I am no longer a "white girl" instead...I'm the "red girl"!!
Alright...we're almost out of fuel for the generator...and I'm exhausted, and gonna go to bed!

Monday, June 9, 2008

Clinic in Quartier Morin...with Dr. James

Here's the journal about the medical clinic I mentioned before....enjoy!

June 3,2008
I went out to Quartier Morin today with Dr. Steve James, Kennedy, and Vicky. Dr. James has practiced in Haiti for many years. He spent many years working at the Samaritan Hospital, but now travels mainly to four different clinics. He no longer sees large numbers of people, instead he goes to the clinic sites mainly to encourage and support the national doctors and staff members.
It took us about half an hour to drive out to Quartier Morin. We got there around 9:30, and did the many introductions. Dr. Steve introduced us to all the staff members…and was sure to tell each one that I could speak Kreyol, and that I was studying to become a nurse. Staff members included one national doctor, several nurses, the pharmacist, several lab technicians, and the director.
Dr. Steve has his own room for patient consultation. It’s actually one large room, with four beds in it, portioned off with curtains (hung on PVC pipes). His first patient was a little tiny elderly woman with diabetes. She had been seen at the clinic last week, and had been given medication. She returned with a complaint that every time she took the medication, she became very dizzy, and would have to lie down. She was supposed to take 2 pills every day…but admitted she had only been taking one a day. Dr. James used a glucometer to test her blood sugar, and found it to be very high, 513! He also checked her hands and feet for sensation/lack of sensation, as well as her for edema, especially in her feet. He gave her a shot of insulin, both regular and NPH. He also sent her home on the same medication, with same dosage, but instructed her of the importance of taking the medicine with food. He wanted to send her home with a glucometer, so she could check and record her blood sugars at home, so that they could know if the dizziness was from high glucose levels or low glucose levels. Unfortunately, the only glucometer that he had with him that he could give her, did not have any more tester strips, so he was not able to give it to her.
It was really interesting to see this diabetic woman, who was so thin and frail, definitely not your typical diabetic patient. She couldn’t have weighed 100 pounds…and there was just nothing to her! So heart-rending....
The second patient, a young man, came in with complaints that he his eye was hurting, that he had an “infection in his head”, that he had a “far away spirit,” and that his arms and legs felt dismembered. He said he had not had any trauma to his head or his eye. His left was very red, and there was a white spot on his eye. Dr. said it was definitely an infection of the cornea, and that there was bleeding into the vitreous. He was considering the possibilities of it being Herpes, or possibly syphilis. I believe he had an RPR done on him, but it came back negative.
His third patient was an elderly woman, whose husband had brought her to the clinic with a complaint that her conversation was not comprehensible, that she talked all the time, but it made no sense. She also has hypertension, but is on medicine for that. Her CBC and urine tests had come back normal, her BP was 150/60, and she had an irregular heart rate. In an attempt to understand which level of dementia she was at, he questioned her according to person, place, and time. She new her own name, and that of her husband, she stated she knew what the date was, but continued to say it was February 30th. When asked where she lived, she stated “February,” when asked a second time, she was able to tell us she was from Fort Liberte. Dr. James said that although there is no treatment for dementia, he always tries to treat the possible causes, such as Vit. B12 or Folic Acid deficiency, other possibilities in her case could be syphilis or cerebrovascular insufficiency. The husband wanted to know what hope there was for her situation, and for her future. Dr. James said they would discuss this, after he had an RPR done to test for the syphilis. Later, after the Syphilis test results had come back negative, he gave her B12 vitamins, as well as a small bottle of Aracept, along with a prescription for more, if they can find it in O’Cap. They were about to leave, when the husband again asked, “But Doctor, what hope is there for her?” It was the so heart wrenching to hear him ask this…know the answer. Dr. James told him that, medically, there was really nothing that could be done to make her better, that God is the only one that could heal her. He told the man that he would pray for her, and encouraged him to pray for his wife. They walked out of the treatment room… the woman smiling, laughing, totally oblivious to what had just been said, while the man held her hand and walked beside her, his shoulders sagging under the weight of this new burden.
The next patient came in with complaints of a “hot mouth,” stomachache, abdominal pain, and dizziness. Dr. James discovered she had hypertension, and also examined her abdomen, before ordering several lab tests for her. He ordered a Hematocrit count, an RPR, and an H Pyloric. The results came back from the lab that her hematocrit was 38%, and she tested positive for both Syphilis and H Pyloric. She took the news of this diagnosis well, but was very quiet as the Dr. wrote out her prescription.
The next woman complained of a burning sensation in her chest, and a “fever in the blood” for the past 15 days. (Fever in the blood is a common expression/complaint here in Haiti. Seems to have similar manifestation as a “hot flash.”) He examined her abdomen, and found she was slightly sensitive to his touch. He diagnosed her with Gastritis, and sent her home with a liquid anti-acid, but asked her to return for reevaluation in two weeks.
Another man came in with reports of having head trauma in 1996, and is now suffering from random times of unconsciousness. Dr. James said it sounded like he might be having seizures. He also discovered he has and overactive thyroid (Graves Disease). The man also complained of back pain, and could barely bend over, because of the pain and tight muscles. Dr. James believed all the symptoms were trauma related, and sent him home with Diazepam(for the seizures) and Ibuprofen ( for the back pain).
The last patient seen by Dr. James this afternoon was a young woman with hyperthyroidism(Graves disease). She has had Graves disease for three years now, and is on medication. She also gets her blood checked every three months. Upon reading the blood test results, and examining her, Dr. James stated that she seemed to be doing better. Several months ago, after they had put her on medication once a day, her T4 had come back 22.7. They increased her medication to twice daily, and her T4’s today were down to 15.9. In an effort to continue to bring her T4’s down to the normal level of 12.0, Dr. James decided to change her medication to three times each day.

…and so the clinical day ended! Although the day had gotten long near the end, and we were all very warm and very hungry, it had been a really great day. I had learned so much, and seen so much, and although I hadn’t really done anything myself, I learned so much about what to look for with specific diagnosis. Also, how to approach diagnosing certain complaints.
On the way home, the Haitian doctor was telling us about two of the unfortunate cases she had seen today. One was a teenage girl who had a large, draining ulcer on her chest, who had been diagnosed with TB. Dr. James had wanted Vicky and I to see the ulcer, but when he saw that she was not taking the diagnosis very well, he decided it was best for us to stay out of that exam room. The other case she was disturbed by was the nine year old girl who had been diagnosed with HIV. The girl’s mother had died at her birth, and she is now living with her aunt, but the doctor was concerned about the kind and quality of care that the girl would be able to receive from the public health department here.

the kids


Spending time with a couple of the kids!

(Rolando, me, Farrah, and Etienne)

catching up

God is so good! He has blessed me so richly, in ways I do not deserve...and far beyond what I could ever dream!
Life moves at a very (very very) fast pace for me here. We are always on the go...doing something, but I wouldn't exchange it for anything. And God is faithful to supply our needs..esp. our energy levels! I will admit, I have been completely exhausted the past few evening, and then look at the clock and realize it's only 8:30!

I spent two days this past week at clinic sites. One was with an American doctor, who travels to different Haitian run medical clinics. It was a great experiance really observing his medical exams....I will try to stick my journal from that day on here later, for those of you who care to read about medical cases in Haiti.
I also spent a day at the OMS clinic, working with both Haitian and American nurses and doctors. It was "well-baby day" at the clinic, so I help the nurses with weighing and charting growth patterns. They also do free vaccinations for children under 4 there... so I helped out with that. And yes...I gave a shot! It's something that I have been both looking forward to and dreading since that day in nursing lab... but it was a good experiance, and it went very well. The Haitian nurse was not so thrilled at the idea...which made it all the more intimidating...but she didn't comment- and the American nurse said that means she approves! Praise the Lord! I also spent time that day with a Haitian doctor who was doing general medical exams. That was a priceless experiance, as he took time to really explain to me his process of examination. Maybe some day I can get that journal entry on here as well... right now it's in a notebook- but I am hopefully going to scan it in soon.
On Friday, Cheron and I went into town...and then went out to the orphange to do some cooking! Cheron made salad with the girls for everyone...that is- all 50 of us that were there, while I made cookies for the basketball game we were hosting the next day. I ended up making a HUGE batch of Snickerdoodles... ( 12 cups of sugar,22cups of flour, 16 eggs...it was crazy! Wait till you see the picture...it was an enormous amount of cookies!)
On Saturday 30 children from another orphanage came over for a basket ball game. The older boys at our orphange were determined to beat them...which I can proudly say, they did a good job of! Unfortunately, they beat them so badly that the other boys wouldn't play a second game with them! One of the boys (Daniel) told me that if they had known...they would have let them win the first game, and then beat them!
I got to spend alot of time with the middle aged kids that day. Several of the boys...the ones that are usually getting in trouble...have become really good friends. We played BINGO, took pictures, told lots of stories...and I desperately tried to write my journal! But of course...if I have to choose between spending time with the kids or writing my journals...I ALWAYs hang with the kids!
One more quick story...and then I shall go.... Tuesday morning I got up early to go out to the clinic...and was eating breakfast by myself...and realized how funny my menu really was! Here it was...about 6:30 am, and I was eating spagetti, with very little sauce, but tons of garlic, and was drinking Kool Aid!

Going to grab a quick snack- and then I think we're off to the orphanage! Yeah!

Sunday, June 1, 2008

...day one!

Today was a super busy, super crazy day....but I wouldn't trade it for anything. And although it was busy...I'm getting this feeling that it is only the beginning of business for me!!!
I went to church with Cheron and the kids this morning.... As always...they did the whole "Visitors stand up..." which is so awkward, but(PTL) thats over, and I shouldn't have to do it again! It was great to get to go to the "young adults" Sunday School lesson...and pack into the benches just like they all do. I will admit though, that it was a little bit warm, and the sweat was just standing on my body! The service was great as well, and we even sang "Ala Bel Glwa Mache"
After church...we packed into a pick-up and headed back to the orphanage. I think all 50 of us were in the one truck. There were three adults in the cab...along with the four youngest...and all the rest were out back! It was SOO warm!!
Cheron and I went out to the airport to try to get my luggage...but it still hadn't arrived. They didn't really want to hear from us...and pretty much told us we would just have to wait. So, hopefully I will see my stuff tomorrow...hopefully!
After we got back from the city, I walked over to our old house, to see Grandpa Hess. It was so nice to just sit down and talk... in english...about all kinds of random stuff! I love story time with Grandpa!!
After I got back to the orphanage...Cheron had a time of devotions and game time with the kids. Tonights focus was on being "fishers of men" and she had several games... something for all the kids. It was amazing to see how she had taken time to get something together for the 3 year olds...as well as for the teenagers....not to mention all the kids in between. Some how a few of the older boys...who were refusing to speak to me...found out that I play guitar, and wanted to know how soon i would play for them!?! I think one of those guys may become a very good friend, now that he knows I can play! Atleast he hasn't stopped talking to me since! Enoch also stopped by while the kids were playing...so I talked with him for a little while. Guenson was with him, and they came in for devotions for a little while.
Devotions with the kids is such a beautiful thing. This evening, in keeping with the "fishers of men" theme, each child lifted a prayer for an unsaved friend/family member. It was beautiful to hear 50 children, lifting there voices to God in prayer.

Ok...running to take a quick shower...