Saturday, February 27, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
My little boy Raymond looks to be 2 yrs old, but they say he is very articulate, so it is possible he is 3 yrs old. He was found in the rubble of a little shack in Port Au Prince. There were other bodies around him, however he was the sole survivor. He arrived at Hopital Sacre Coeur on a chopper, the same day that I arrived. He was brought to us from one of the field hospitals in Port Au Prince with his right arm already amputated at the elbow. I met him when he came out of the OR on my second day. His wound was badly infected and he had just had more of his right arm amputated. He is now left with a shoulder stump. He woke up hysterically crying looking for his "Mama". I leaned over his bed and tried to comfort him. He was wild and trying to climb out of the bed. I was impatient, stressed and frustrated as the ONLY nurse in an ICU with 12 patients. I asked the surgeon to escort the baby's parents in to the unit. The doctor turned to me with this forlorn look and said: "he is all alone, there is no one". He's an orphan? I couldn't believe it. Everything stopped. My heart nearly burst out of my chest. This little boy, so cute, so innocent...crying for his "Mama", was all alone in this world. In this horrible dirty place, this little guy was totally alone. I couldn't help myself. He was reaching out to me and I just scooped him out of that big hospital bed and held him close. I cried like I haven't cried before. My heart broke for him. I wanted him. I wanted to take him home to my nice clean house in my nice clean world. I thought to myself, I can leave right now. I'll call Colin and tell him I have to come home with this little boy and we are going to adopt him and give him everything that we've given Andrew and MaryKate. It seemed so logical! He touched my face and stroked my straight, smooth hair...something he'd never felt before. He looked at my white skin quizzically and tried touching my light eyes. He was examining this pale creature that was tightly hugging him.
The boy was later transferred over to the Pediatric Unit. Every night I went over to put him to bed. I couldn't help myself. I needed to visit with him and know that he was okay. It was a task I looked forward to and I think Ray Ray also enjoyed seeing me. He'd stretch out his good arm and nestled his little head into my neck as I rocked him to sleep. He giggled when I whispered in his ears and simply loved my rendition of American lullabies. A bright light for me leaving Ray Ray behind, is the man, named Tomas, who took him from me that day in the ICU. He was also captivated by the little boy. Tomas has become a surrogate Dad for Ray, and has spent much of his time with him in the Pedi Ctr. Tomas told me that he lost his 2 little girls in the quake and if he is allowed, he would like to give Ray Ray a home. That would be so wonderful. I know that Tomas loves him and would be good to him. If the child advocates doing investigations on behalf of the orphans at the hospital do not find any living relatives, then Ray will be placed for adoption. I was in close contact with the advocate assigned to Ray and I left a letter recommending Tomas be considered as an adoptive parent. If there is no family left, then I truly believe Tomas and his wife, who is healing from her injuries and doing well, would be loving parents for this beautiful child Please pray that it works out for Tomas and Ray Ray. I really believe they need each other and truly see the hand of God at work.
I hope to see you all and share my pictures and stories of the experience. Tonight I look forward to reuniting with my Haiti collegues for a debriefing. There is so much to sort out in my mind and heart. I've had so many personal experiences in my lifetime that have changed me, but there are none that even come close in comparison to this journey.
Again, my heartfelt gratitude to all.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
This February 16th Birthday has caused US a LOT of anxiety.
It turned out okay.
So I decided to play Lisa's from A Long Road to China Black and White game.
Okay I cheated a little....
Shhh! Don't tell her. Maybe she won't even notice.
Tuesday we celebrated Margaret's birthday just as we always have.
THIS TIME WE ADDED JUST A LITTLE MORE CHOCOLATE TO GET US THROUGH!
See how Brain Celebrates the Hot Fudge?
It is home-made you know.
You can find the recipe on my cousin Anne's blog.
Her blog is amazing and Simply delicious!
BUT BE CAREFUL!!!
It can be a little dangerous for your health.
It is helpful that she throws in little hints....Like don't forget to breath...
Which I personally find very useful.
If you know anything about us or read any of my cousin's blogs you will know...
We have a little thing about chocolate.
Because my father's birthday is today...February 17....We have all been very worried about just how we where to get through the week.
For Margaret's Birthday I made a little chocolate.
Chocolate Cake...with Chocolate Frosting...and Home-Made Hot Fudge.
Once we were drunk from our very important chocolate fix
we decided to take a group picture.
We put the camera on the tripod and figured out
how to set the timer
In this picture not only did Margaret have her eyes closed,
Alex and Brian left to soon and Matthew started pinching Kathryn.
In this picture Brain is going to cry, Stephen looks like he just woke up from his nap
and I am not there!
After about 1600 times......We finally got it and it was just
DAY ONE DOWN
None of us wanted to go through this day alone so we got together for one of our
father's three favorite meals.
Aubry came and brought her mom.
It was really a great idea!
The men finished up their business meeting outside.
Aubry and Nana had a meeting of their own inside.
Even though there were tears and laughter.........There was a lot of LOVE and DONUTS!
Chocolate ones of course.
You know what my dad would really like for this birthday?
He would love it if you asked Congress to support the Lung Cancer Mortality Reduction Act of 2009 by signing the petition. It really is that important.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Mom and Margaret
maybe you should not read this one
So this is it….The big birthday week. And we are all trying really hard thinking of ways we can make IT stay away…..but we know we can’t.
Margaret’s birthday is Tuesday and then…...my father’s birthday will be Wednesday……Ash Wednesday…… and we have to do it without him.
I keep telling myself we should celebrate. It was so wonderful having him here with us. He truly left the world a better place. Life and Love should always be celebrated.
And then I cry.
And then I think we should celebrate Margaret’s birthday even though she doesn't want to. I can hear our father saying……”You have to celebrate. It is better then the alternative.” And I laugh and I wonder...Does he still think that……I can also hear him say; “Of course you will celebrate. I am so glad she is there with you.”….and then I think….. I am glad she is here too and then I cry.
We all cry…….separately.
It has been a very hard month for all of us.
I haven’t posted much at all this month just because I really don’t know what to do. I have been dreading this whole week. I have been holding my breath all month not wanting to think about it at all.
Should I post his picture on Black and White Wednesday? After all it is his birthday and I really like playing that game….. Do I post a picture of him and Margaret? After all we always celebrate their birthdays together……Or do I do nothing?
I just don’t know what to do,
But I do know I miss him.
I miss him being excited about life……..and because today is Valentines Day and he always made it special for our mother. I miss him being excited because James in now at a University and Matthew made the Dean’s list at the community college and he is still in high school. I miss hearing his “WOW”.
I miss him being excited because Stephen is such a do-er and being so very pleased because Steve "did it" just the way he would of. I miss hearing him call all the girls "Dear" and everyone of those girls…..young or old….whether they knew him or not..… thought they WERE his one and only very special
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Please don't forget to Ask Congress to support the Lung Cancer Mortality Reduction Act of 2009....It really is very, very important. It could save your life or someone you love.
Friday, February 5, 2010
My new friend Rita...
She is 64 yrs old and raised her daughters 2 sons since 1996 when she drowned at 26 yrs old
Rita was on her way to Confession when the earthquake occured. Her legs were trapped under cinder blocks for 6 days when American soldiers found her and came to her rescue. There were 4 other women with her and a 10 year old girl. She helplessly watched and listened to them die.
In this picture, I have just finished changing the dressings of her bilateral above the knee amputations. An agonizing ordeal for her. Also, a team of us had just moved her from a straw mat on the floor to an army cot and I'm very happy to report that we've since received a few new beds and Rita is now recuperating in luxury....in an honest to goodness real bed!! However, there is no linen to be found, so we became creative and fashioned bed sheets out of rags!
Rita has an amazing spirit and is a role model for the other patients. What a great source for coping skills and surviving life's tragedies. She has not heard from her grandsons since the quake. Her older sister lives on the outskirts of Port Au Prince and Rita feels very fortunate to have a place to go when she is physically able.
Rita speaks a bit of English and when I medicate her at the end of the night, she summons me down and outstretches her arms to give me a generous warm embrace. She quietly whispers "I love you, God bless you my new girl."
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Our BIG sister Karen, January 31 and her
'little' Brother Bill
HAPPY BIRTHDAY Guys!
Just because it is REALLY important:
Don’t forget to sign the petition and write a letter to your local Senator and Congress man about Lung Cancer Research….It is now in the US House and Senate. There is still time to act and save lives.