Thursday, December 9, 2010
Just When I Thought It Couln’t Get Any Busier
The exact same day that the main nurse left to work for the government, three doctors came to help in the hospital. I love when God provides like that! There are two from the Congo and one (An American) that has been in Tchad for 7 years now. He is a surgeon so all of the surgeries that we were being postponed came back. It has been a hectic two weeks. I have not gotten the sleep I’ve wanted, but I have had experiences to fill it. It has been a little hilarious talking to the Congo doctors. They are not married so you can imagine how they would act toward Caitlin and I, single as well! They also don’t know very much English as well. The first day I met Dr. Roger, he started talking about learning English. I was expecting him to ask me to set a day apart to teach him English. I was just about to say, “Yeah, I can help you. When Do you want to meet?” Instead, he asked me to marry him! He asked me like it was just a favor that he wanted. Don’t worry America, I’m not going to marry someone just so they can learn English!:) I think I’m smarter than that. It seems that the other Doctor has a little crush on Caitlin as well. Now that Caitlin has malaria, the other doctor asks about her all the time. I just tell him that she is sick and can’t come to work. He looks so depressed. The other day I had to say it… “Tu ‘iam Caitlin!” (You love Caitlin!). Anyway… lots of fun.
One day when we were in surgery, Caitlin was trying to learn as much as she could about the man coming into surgery. She asked the question “Is this man circumcised?” The reply didn’t come back from the surgeon but Dr. Solomon, the man who likes Caitlin. Now remember… he doesn’t speak English very well. He turned to her and said “Do you like that?” I think it has been 4 or 5 days since that happened and I still have bursts of laughter. I’m not sure he knew what he was saying.
Lets get down to some medical business now. As I said before, it has been extremely busy in the last two weeks. I have done more in these two weeks than I have this whole month I think. We have done many surgeries. I have helped with many surgeries. 2 appendicitis, prostate, 2 hernias, hysterectomy, bisectomy, removing cysts, and more. I was ecstatic to see these surgeries. The general doctors from the congo are not surgeons, so helping James has been a learning experience. He tolerates them? there are times when they are not doing their job right, and James gets frustrated, understandable. It has been crazy watching the surgeries because our instruments are so dull! They try to cut a suture and they have to try two times to cut it. We need supplies! We are getting by though. I am the person who helps Ganava during surgery. Both him and I are the people who aren’t sterile. We run around getting things that the doctor needs. Our job is to prepare the patient for surgery, putting a blood pressure cough around the patients arm as well as oxygen. Then after giving the IV and starting the fluids, we prepare the medications such as getting the Epinepherine, Saline, and the blood bags. During surgery we are the ones who keep the patient alive. If her blood pressure goes down, we add more fluids, if she looses oxygen, we open her airway. Its pretty nice because we get to see and be apart of the surgery without worrying about touching anything that’s not sterile. We also give the surgeon sutures and irrigation when he needs it. When the patient is done with surgery, we clean up! (That’s always the most fun!!!…).
I have learned a lot about surgery lately. One day for some reason, one of the congo doctors didn’t show up. He asked if I wanted to scrub in. What do you think I said??? OF COURSE! I got ready and got to help with an appendicitis surgery. I held the tongs in place and helped with suctioning out the excess blood and liquid. This woman had typhoid so from the moment we operated on her; there was typhoid fluid everywhere! At the end of the surgery when James was suturing up the opening, he handed me the sutures and said, “Go for it!” I had never sutured anything in my entire life, and now I was about to suture someone’s abdomen! I took those sutures with confidence and sutured away… James was talking me through it of course. I know he reads this blog so, thanks for that experience James, it was exciting?.
Last Friday I accepted an invitation to preach at the church for vespers. Preparing took up a lot of my mind. I was very absent-minded most of the time because I wanted to share with this village the importance of keeping God in focus! Of course, when Friday night came, my stomach started hurting because I was nervous. I prayed that God would calm my nerves. I had peace throughout the whole sermon! You might think that I preached in French… sorry, I’m not that good yet? I didn’t know that when I got up to the podium that the church wanted translations from English to French, and from French to Mafa. James was gracious enough to come and help. He is the only one who knows English perfectly. Thank God he was here! So, my sermon was translated into two different languages. It went really well, and God blessed! What made it even better is that I finally had a traditional outfit made for me! I wore it just for that night! I am for sure African now!
I’m not lying about being African now. I know that I get cold in America, but getting cold in Africa… that is just wussie style! Well, I do wear sweaters at night, meanwhile thinking, “How am I going to survive in America!”
I didn’t have a lot of sleep this weekend. After I preached, my father called asking me to get on the Internet in the morning. That is easy to say but very hard to do here. I spend almost the whole night trying to get on the Internet after borrowing a friends computer stick. It was midnight by the time I went to sleep and I had to wake up at 4:45 am to talk to my church family! The Internet failed and all my hard all night long work went down the drain, but it was worth it because I got to talk to my church! I wish I could have seen everyone? Dr. James offered me an opportunity to fly back with him and work at the hospital he is working at in Tchad. He told me about some missionaries there and I know one of them! Emily Wilkins!!! I was planning on going for Christmas to see them, but I heard, unfortunately, that Emily as well as a couple others opened up a pressure cooker and got pretty badly burned. Please pray for them as they head back to America soon. I would have loved to see them, but now I don’t think it is possible.
Well, this is the latest of what my life has been like here in Africa. I’m waiting impatiently to see my mother and Diane soon! I wish I could see everyone. Have a happy holiday season and keep Caitlin and I in your prayers as we continue to follow in God’s leading here in Koza. I am amazed at how many people he has brought me to. I now sometimes speak a little Mafa to the patients because that is the only language they know. It is incredible to know that I can communicate and be compassionate with patients that I don’t even know two words of what I’m saying. They just love me for the simple fact that I am caring for them. Well, I’m thinking of home during this season, but its really tough to keep in mind that it is Christmas time when it is so hot during the day. Caitlin and I pasted a Christmas tree on our wall with construction paper. It even has little paper ornaments!
Ps. The child who I helped deliver and whose mother almost died of blood loss (the one I gave my blood to)… He has pustules all over his body and my job is to clean him three times a day. I call him Bill? I am trying to teach the family how to take care of him. I’m afraid that he is going to die because all of her children have died after a few days… He is a miracle child!
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