Our favorite part of the performances.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Pictures--finally!
Our favorite part of the performances.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Republic Day of India
The potluck lunch was absolutely wonderful--the best food we've had thus far. The Anands (the superintendent of the hospital) grilled chicken kabobs, the Xaviers brought mutton and raita (yogurt dish), Masseys brought chicken curry, the X-ray tech and physiotherapists brought bread and Laurel and I brought our key lime/lemon pie. The pie turned out better than we expected and everyone loved it. Dr. Rashmi even said she dreamed about having more of it last night! :) We'd count that as a sign of success. We ended up mixing the lime and lemon juice and substituting graham cracker crust with some cookies but it turned out great nonetheless. Yay!
Once we get my laptop connected, we'll definitely put some pics up. I can't wait for the next potluck...
Friday, January 23, 2009
Leprosy and daily routine so far
The medical supplies they have here are definitely limited (and usually not what we're used to in the U.S.) but the staff make good use of what they do have. They also have ingenious methods to treat various conditions, some pioneered by Dr. Paul Brand at Christian Medical College in Vellore. For example, the sensation in the cornea (the clear portion on top of your iris and pupil in the eye) is often lost, so the patients don't feel the urge to blink their eyes, leading to dryness and ulceration. The nerve supplying the orbicularis oculi muscle that closes your eyelid is also damaged, so the patients cannot completely close their eyes, a condition called lagopthalmos. So, in order to protect the cornea and prevent complete blindness, surgeons stitch the edges of the eyes to only expose the sclera--a procedure called tarsorraphy. We have seen patients, however, who come in too late with permanent damage to the cornea. As the case with all diseases, the key is early detection and treatment to prevent severe and permanent effects.
One really cool procedure they do during reconstructive surgery camps a few times a year is tendon transfers. The ulnar and median nerves in the arms are often damaged, causing claw hand deformity in leprosy patients. Imagine trying to go about your daily life with your hands stuck in a "clawed" position. It's no wonder that many leprosy patients are reduced to begging since they can't continue whatever occupation they had. So anyway, the damaged and fibrosed nerves in the arms/hands are replaced with healthy ones from elsewhere in their body, in hopes that their fingers will become functional again. The results are absolutely amazing. One guy was sitting on his bed during rounds, just beaming and grinning from ear to ear because he had his cast taken off and his fingers were making waving motions. He was showing us how his fingers were stuck in a claw hand and now is almost fully functional. He's still being kept in the hospital so that he can get daily physical therapy to keep the transfered tendons from becoming stiff and fibrotic as well. Sam, the physical therapist, uses ultrasound and heat from paraffin wax to improve the fingers' mobility. Which leads to a completely different topic :) Sam brought snacks for all the medical staff on Friday because he got his results from his qualifying exam for PT and he'd come in first in his college. Laurel and I have happily noticed that it's a custom here to provide snacks for people anytime something good happens. One staff member became a new dad on Wednesday and he brought yummy fried snacks for everybody. We hope lots of good, auspicious things happen to people while we're here! :) Monday is Republic Day in India, which means that it's a holiday for everyone (yay!) and the staff are having a potluck cookout for lunch. Laurel and I have been assigned dessert so we're attempting key lime and lemon cream pie. The guesthouse kitchen is woefully lacking in kitchen tools and ingredients so we'll have to go to market today and maybe use Dr. Anand's kitchen. I'll give a report on how the potluck goes.
A last minute note: I helped with surgery yesterday in removing 26 sebaceous cysts from a scrotum! Yuck! #1. We had no idea those even existed. Yes, Laurel and I are seeing many things we've not seen before. #2. They reuse gloves, needles, and instruments here!! They sterilize them in an autoclave. Definitely not used to that, since we discard most things in the U.S.--especially latex gloves! #3. They wear rubber flip-flops in the OR!! The outside shoes are taken off and the flip-flops put on before going into surgery. The scrub nurses in the U.S. would flip out if they saw this. #4. The scrubs are really really short. You'll see what I mean when/if we put pictures online. By the way, the OR is called the Operating Theatre, or OT here. Probably a Britishism from the old days when surgeries WERE a spectacle for the public to behold.
As far as outside the hospital, the weather here has been just gorgeous--sunny, with a slight breeze. The campus is filled with flowering trees and greenery. Just beautiful. On the other hand, there are lots of screeching monkeys, some which walk right up to our door and windows and stare at us, and lots of mangy, skinny dogs. The hospital is situated on either side of a small highway, so Laurel and I see interesting scenes: lots of yellow and green autorickshaws with dozens of people stuffed inside, beautiful women wearing gorgeous, brightly-colored saris, cows pulling wagons, and random, roaming cows and goats. There's a line of mountains to the north of us, making for gorgeous scenery. Dr. Steve, a staff physician, said that a group of us could try to tackle one of the mountains one weekend. We can't wait!
Monday, January 19, 2009
Cooking lessons
One of my favorite things about visiting other countries is seeing how other people worship, especially other Christian believers lifting up the name of the Lord in different languages. We've recently gotten the chance to do that, during morning devotions as well as Sunday chapel. Even when things are said in English, Laurel and I have a hard time understanding what's being said due to the heavy Indian accent!
Yesterday we got a rare moment in time with two ladies who cook for the campus. Mrs. M and (I can't remember the name of the other lady) cook delicious meals in mass quantities and put them in Indian lunchboxes called tiffins. We get four rounded metal containers with rice, chapati, daal, and some veggie or meat in heavier sauce delivered to the guesthouse dining room table 2 times a day. Well, we were curious to find out where the food was coming from, so we sauntered over to the kitchen building in the afternoon. The other lady (not Mrs M) was preparing chapatis, which was tortilla-like flatbread, by rolling out dough and cooking it on a large flat pan, flipping them twice before throwing them on a large basket on the floor. They make these daily for everyone on campus. Wow. Well, they both seemed surprised that we were in the kitchen with them. They figured that we were there because the power outage kept us from watching TV! Mrs. M made chai tea for us and then told us about her family--her newborn grandson, her daughter who is a nurse, and her son who is studying abroad. Her English was limited but we could still communicate quite a bit! Laurel and I sat on the floor while Mrs. M and the other cook chopped up vegetables, and we learned the Marati words for the veggies--aloo for potato, gobi for cauliflower, dorkeh for zucchini...and so on. Mrs. M then brought out a praise songbook which had both Marati and English, so we sang familiar praise songs together--she in Marati, we in English. When the power came back on, Mrs. M said, "you watch TV now?" She didn't realize that spending an hour with her was far more entertaining than any TV show! Maybe by the time we leave, they'll be kind enough to give us some cooking lessons!
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Happy, rested and well-fed
Our internet access here has been unpredictable because my computer is not working on the network here, as of yet. We hope to get wireless access at our guesthouse next week, but it's not for sure. I have so much more to write but I'll add more later, since I'm writing from Dr Anand's laptop. Dr. Anand is the superintendent of the hospital here and she is superwoman. I'm sure of it. She has administrative duties, meetings to prepare for, visit to TLM in Delhi to prepare for, clinical duties, and a family to cook for. I look forward to getting to know her and her family in the next several weeks.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Going to Agrrraa!
The Taj Mahal probably deserves a post all by itself. It was breathtaking, but too postcard perfect. I wished I could remember the details from my college class when we studied the architecture and history. Walking out from all that grandeur, I felt a twinge of guilt as the kids and paraplegic beggars hawked things for money. The natural response is to give, of course, as they tried all kinds of tactics to get us to sympathize but we were advised not to. I wonder if the money would actually go to them or to some other person who takes advantage of them. Even if the beggars make a "decent" living here, none of them eat more than their fill for sure. Everyone except the tourists seem malnourished---the kids, the cows, the dogs....all skin and ribs. Laurel read from a book that half of the kids in India under 3 yrs old are malnourished. I'm not surprised after today, but it makes me cry.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Namaste!
Monday, January 12, 2009
NYC
So far, the trip has been fantastic. Praise God! I think it still hasn't hit Laurel and me that we're actually going. We're gonna try to stay up during the whole flight, since we get into Delhi at 9pm and will need to sleep when we get there! :)
Anyway, thank you for praying! I'll post again when we get there.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
One more day til takeoff!
Of course, we realize that nothing and nowhere is perfectly safe, but, as our missions pastor said, the safest place to be is in God's will. It's when we are out of his will that we are not 'safe.' Indeed, we will be taking precautions in order to prevent looking terribly like a tourist, including hair dyeing on Laurel's part, local clothes on both of us, and avoiding expensive hotels (the easiest part). :)
I am overjoyed at the prospect of seeing him at work in the midst of suffering and poverty and look forward to meeting those who humbly and faithfully serve as his hands and feet to those who need healing. And I hope, at least for a while, to learn to let go of my materialistic and schedule-driven tendencies to focus on people and loving them as Christ does. While packing and moving some of her things to Hien's/my place, Laurel commented on how much useless stuff she'd accumulated and how realizing that made her feel guilty. I must concur. Although all of my worldly possessions fit in my smallish room, I know by just looking around that MOST of the things I buy are unnecessary. Acchh...consumerism! Anyway, we hope that in the middle of India, away from normal routine, TV, constant internet, instant gratification-everything!, family and friends, we'll take to heart what it means to be strangers in the world---to have our eyes fixed on the eternal.
Depending on the internet availability, I will try to keep this blog updated throughout the 7 weeks we are there (and maybe put pics up but NO promises). I hope that you will partner with us in prayer as we serve at Kothara Community Hospital and in the region of central Maharashtra state.