Saturday, October 5, 2013

Precious Lives Rescued



About 3 weeks ago, when I got to the hospital in the morning, everyone was talking about the "unknown baby" that had arrived overnight and was admitted to our NICU.  No one knew exactly what had happened, but from what they could piece together, a premature baby boy had been born at another facility and it appeared he had been admitted there.  He had marks from an old IV site.  It seemed that the mother and baby had been discharged.  On her way home, the mother had stopped at another health care facility and reportedly had dropped the little boy into a pit latrine.  Thankfully, someone else came along soon afterwards and heard him crying.  They were able to get him out and brought him to Kapsowar, where he has been improving daily and gaining weight.  My heart broke when I heard this.  How, I thought, could a mother drop her child in a pit to die?  What desperation must she have felt to do such a thing?
We heard that the police were searching for this mother, but for about 2 weeks she was not found.  Then, the other day, I saw the police come into maternity with a young woman - she appeared to be about 18 or 19.  When I asked who she was, they confirmed that she was, in fact, Moses' mother.  I had named him Moses while holding him one day - deciding it was a fitting name, since he had been found and rescued from death.  I asked them if I could speak with her before she saw her son.
She agreed to talk to me.  I asked her what had happened, what had led her to leave her son to die.  She explained that she came from a hard family life, the father of the baby had abandoned her when he found out she was pregnant, and she was trying to complete high school.  She felt she had no other choice.  At first she did not seem to grasp the gravity of what she had done - that she had attempted to kill her child, an innocent little boy who had done nothing wrong.  As we talked more, though, she began to cry and said she was sorry for what she had done, but she just didn't see how she could care for her child.  We talked about how she could receive forgiveness - forgiveness that only Christ can give.  I told her that in order to provide forgiveness for our sins, God sent His son to die on the cross for us.  All we have to do is accept that forgiveness, repent of our sins, and ask Him to be Lord of our hearts.  She said that while she had grown up in church, she had never done this, but wanted to now.  She wanted to know that she could receive forgiveness for the choices she'd made and she seemed glad to know that there was hope.  I prayed with her then, as she asked the Lord to forgive her sins and she accepted Him as Savior.  Afterwards, we discussed that while the Lord gives His forgiveness freely, we still often have to pay the consequences of our sins.  The case is still under investigation, and she may have to serve jail time for her crime.  We discussed, however, that there is still hope and she committed to taking care of her son.  Her family has also come and they are committed to helping care for him as well.  Please join me in praying for this woman and her son, "Moses", as they forge a new way ahead - pray that she would grow in her relationship with the Lord (we are working on getting her plugged into a local church) and that her family would also see the change in her and support her through this difficult time.  Here is another recent picture of "Moses":


As I'm writing this, I've just heard about another mother who was admitted to the hospital today with ruptured membranes (water broke) at 30 weeks.  When my colleague examined her, he noticed a stick in her cervix.  After questioning her about this, she admitted to attempting an abortion (there are village women who will use sticks to try and induce abortion).  It turns out that she had an affair and became pregnant and was trying to hide the consequences of her sin.  My colleague spoke with her to try and help her understand that attempting to abort her child would not erase the sins she had committed.  She apparently has not told her husband any of this and says that she will not take care of this baby.  Kyle talked to her about the Lord, His forgiveness, and that this precious life inside of her is just that - a life.  This baby is not something to just be gotten rid of.  While this child may not have been conceived under good circumstances, his or her life still has value and is precious unto the Lord.  This mother also needs to know the saving grace of Christ's death.  She needs to understand what she has done, but also that there is a way out.  Thankfully she will be in the hospital for awhile - will you please join me in praying for her and for her precious child?  Pray that her heart will be softened and that the Lord will protect this little child - especially since he/she is just barely above the weight threshold at which premature babies typically survive here (based on estimated weight by ultrasound).

Both of these cases have highlighted to me the need for education on the dignity of life.  These tiny children (preborn or born) are human beings and have inherent value and deserve the same respect and rights that you and I do.  What does it say about us if we do not value innocent human life?  It is such a reflection of the moral state of our world that these innocents are not more valued and protected.  Each one of us is called to defend them.  40 Days for Life is going on right now - a time for all of us to focus on educating ourselves on abortion, the holocaust of our day.  It is a time for all of us to decide what we can do to be a part of ending this atrocity, not only in the US, but around the world.  You can go to www.40daysforlife.com to find out more about how you can be involved as well as to receive daily devotionals to direct you in how to pray for life.

Saturday, September 28, 2013

Jepotibin!

Last weekend this was a welcome sound to my ears.  I pulled into Lodengo for the first time in just over 2 years to many people welcoming me back with my Pokot name.  Jepotibin literally means "lover of women", but I was given this name because of the care that I helped to provide to many women who previously did not have access to medical care.
Many of you know the story of how I got involved with Lodengo, but for those of you who don't, I'll try to briefly bring you up to speed.  For many years, their was fighting between the Pokot and the Marakwet (the tribe where Kapsowar is).  Pokot borders Marakwet and the Pokot people are herders, typically nomadic.  They would often raid nearby Marakwet villages to steal their cattle.  Because of this fighting, the Pokot people used to be fearful to come to our hospital, as they would have to travel through areas they had raided to get here.  Kyle Jones, one of the other physicians here, traveled to East Pokot to follow up on a little boy he had seen in the hospital.  During this visit, many people came to be seen as they had heard a doctor was coming.  During that trip, Kyle was able to see the significant need in that area.  The people of East Pokot have very little access to basic services, such as water, health care and education.  We are their closest hospital, and the trip takes 3 1/2 hours with a good vehicle.  They have to walk about 40km to the closest transport or basic health center.  Because of this, many of the patients we see at the hospital from this area are very sick by the time they reach us.  This is how our mobile clinics started.  We began going every 6-8 weeks and would see between 100 and 150 people each time.  Each time we came, they asked us to help them with a health center, so that they could have more consistent access to health care.
Through the generosity of many donors as well as resources from the community itself (each family donated goats that were sold to buy the bricks), I am happy to say that the AIC Lodengo Health Centre is nearly complete, along with staff quarters.  (See pictures below)
I was so excited to go back to Lodengo and see the clinic building, as it was just in its planning stages when I left in 2011.  The people of Lodengo and the surrounding communities are very excited for the clinic to open!  Evans, the contractor, happily gave us the grand tour.  The building consists of outpatient rooms (including a room for prenatal care and vaccinations), a small lab, a pharmacy, a labor and delivery room (which will have 2 delivery beds), a postpartum ward and female, male and pediatric wards that will each have 5 beds.  The solar panels will be going on soon to provide power for the clinic.  The staff quarters are beautiful and consist of a duplex with 2 bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen and bath on each side.  We are currently taking applications for staff and our goal is to have staff hired by the end of October.  We are hoping for government inspections to occur at the beginning of November so that we can open by early December.
To see the joy on the people's faces as we talked about opening the clinic confirmed to me that this is a needed ministry in this area.  It was also exciting to see the local church continuing to expand.  The Sunday spent in worship with them was, as always, so encouraging.  It was wonderful to see many familiar faces but also many, many new faces.
I was so impressed with the work that has been done in the last 2 years to bring this much-prayed about clinic to reality.  Water is still an ongoing pursuit.  Currently, they have built an amazing rain-collection system that feeds into a 40,000 liter underground tank as well as several above-ground tanks.  Thanks to these tanks, the clinic and staff quarters have running water.  Water for the community, however, is still scarce.  We are waiting on a survey by an organization that builds sand dams in riverbeds as a water source.  This works well in areas like Pokot that have large rains followed by long periods of drought.  We are praying that this will finally be the answer for water for the Pokot, as all of our attempts at wells have failed (and we have been told a well is basically impossible).
Please join me in praying for the last details that need to come together for this clinic to open.  Pray for wisdom as we hire staff, that they would be able to provide not only quality medical care, but that they would also be committed to spiritually ministering to the patients as well.  Please also pray for favor from the government during our inspections.  Also, we need partners, initially, to help support the clinic.  We will need to pay for medical equipment, medications and staff salaries.  This will not be a free clinic, and so we hope that it will eventually become self-sustaining.  Until then, though, we need people to partner with us to provide much needed care in Lodengo and the surrounding communities.  Would you consider assisting with this?  If so, you can find a link on the right where you can donate funds.  Please just include my name and Pokot clinic in the memo line of your check.
Thank you to all of you who have prayed for this clinic and for the Pokot people!  The Lord is definitely answering prayers!

The front of the staff house


Access to the underground water tank


Exterior view of the clinic - children's ward is on right


 A view of where the entrance gate will be


Another exterior view of the clinic with courtyard


 The labor and delivery room (where the construction crew are currently sleeping!)


 Pharmacy


 Laboratory


 Kyle talking to all of the people waiting to be seen before we started the clinic


 Clinic finished - time for fun!


Kyle with the local advisory committee for the clinic

Monday, September 16, 2013

Karibu tena!!!

Karibu tena!!  Welcome back!  This is a greeting that I have heard many, many times in the last few days.  After arriving safely in Nairobi on September 5th and then spending a few days getting some things done there (and picking up a visiting OB/GYN resident from St. Vincent's, Gretchen Stiefel), I arrived back home in Kapsowar one week ago today.

I was so blessed to have Kyle and Vanessa Jones, 2 of my dear friends, pick us up at the airport in Eldoret.  Then it was on to the challenge of shopping for the next month or so - while trying to anticipate what I might need to stock at my house, what meals I might need to make, how many visitors I would need to host, etc.  Not as easy I remembered it being :)  A couple of hours later, though, we were on our way to Kapsowar.  We stopped along the way at a beautiful restaurant, Kerio View, that overlooks the Kerio Valley.  As you can see from the pictures below, it was a great way to show Gretchen the beauty of this area, and it was a relaxing place to take a break from all the travel.





After eating a delicious lunch at Kerio View, we made our way back to where I really wanted to be.  Pulling back into Kapsowar was a bit surreal but also so exciting.  I was welcomed back to my house by a sign on my door that the Jones’ kids had made - so sweet!  I was greeted by many dear friends who told me over and over again how happy they were to see me.  So humbling to receive such a loving reception!

I was very lucky that Gretchen came at this time, as she was able to be oriented to the hospital on Tuesday and start working immediately.  This gave me a day to get unpacked and settled back in at my house.  Wednesday marked my first full day back at work at the hospital and it has been hopping ever since!  Word has definitely gotten out that I am back and many patients that my colleagues here were saving for when I got back have come to see me.  In the 5 days I’ve been back working at the hospital, I’ve done 3 C-sections, a vaginal hysterectomy, an abdominal hysterectomy, 4 tubal ligations and a D&C - and we have 2 C-sections, 2 tubal ligations, a D&C and a vaginal hysterectomy still scheduled for this week!  Needless to say, it has already been a great (I hope) learning experience for Gretchen and I have certainly gotten back into the swing of things here.  It hasn’t been without its hiccups, though, as I’ve had to get used to how things work here again and remember many things that I’ve forgotten.

One of the things that I’ve had to get used to is the more frequent loss of life.  The other day, a woman presented in what appeared to be preterm labor at 26 1/2 weeks.  After Gretchen evaluated her, it looked like she probably had a condition known as cervical insufficiency, where the cervix is not strong enough to hold the pregnancy in past a certain point.  Her water broke, she was laboring, and the baby was breech.  We then noted decelerations in the fetal heart rate.  In the US, this would be a no-brainer - take her to the OR, do an emergency C-section, and send the baby to the NICU where she could have the best care.  Here, however, the decision is much more complicated.  The likelihood that this child would not survive was pretty high - we have no respiratory support besides oxygen through the nose.  Most babies of this size will need significantly more than this.  However, the best chance for this baby to survive would be to perform an emergency C-section.  But, do I want to put this woman through a surgery that she may not be able to afford, when it might not mean that her child will survive?  Not an easy decision!  Ultimately, we decided to go to C-section.  Unfortunately, after attempts at resuscitation, it became evident that this precious little girl just didn’t have the lungs she needed to breathe on her own.  We heard a few cries from her and she did try to breathe - for about an hour.  When it became clear that we were going to lose her, I asked the mother if she would like to hold her.  She did for about a minute, but then it just became too painful for her.  We took the baby away and as I did, I put my finger under her hand and she grabbed my finger!  What a little fighter!  I couldn’t handle the thought of her passing lying in a warmer and so I sat there and held her until she took her last breath.  I think that I had forgotten a little of this side of things here.  This baby probably would have survived in the West.  However, I count it a blessing that I was able to be a part of her short life here on earth.  I was also able to pray with and encourage the mother as she walked through a very difficult time in her life.  I pray that the she was able to feel God’s love for her through me.

So that has been my reintroduction to life here in Kenya.  I am so thankful to be in this place at this time and I pray that I will be a willing vessel for the Lord to use.  I am excited to see what He will do.  Thank you to all of you who helped me get back here.  Please keep praying as I transition back to life here and strive to continue to improve the care that the Marakwet people receive!

Gretchen and I in the beautiful new theatre building


My office even got a bit of a facelift! 

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Awaiting Baby Ariella

The Jones family are awaiting a new addition - Baby Ariella.  After several scans, we are pretty certain this one's a girl, and Hudson and Jude chose the name Ariella, a beautiful name.  Needless to say, we're all pretty excited and have seized the opportunity to throw a party :)
Last weekend, with the help of Kyle's sister who was visiting and 2 very special visitors from World Medical Mission - Mary Elizabeth Jameson and Gail Gambill - we threw a special baby shower for Vanessa.  It was so great to be able to decorate with things from home and give Vanessa a special afternoon.  We even had pink M&M's!  Also, I invited some Kenyan ladies from our women's Bible study.  They don't do baby showers - they have a party for the mom and baby after the birth.  So this was a new experience for them.  They all wanted to know why it was called a "shower" when there was no water involved, and I had to admit that I don't actually know why.  It was so special to have them here and share our different cultural traditions.  One of the most special moments was when they sang a song for Vanessa to celebrate the blessing of her new baby (see video below).  It was a great afternoon enjoyed by all.
As a side note, I also so enjoyed having Mary Elizabeth and Gail here!  They both work at World Medical Mission - Mary Elizabeth with the post-residency program and Gail works in placing short-term physicians on the field.  They were a huge encouragement and we enjoyed a few days of slumber parties :) 

Gail and I were so proud of our diaper cake.  Apparently you're supposed to have 50 diapers at least to make it - I had 20, so we made do :)


It was an explosion of pink!

Me and Vanessa

Ariella's first baby doll, courtesy of Laura

All the ladies!

Me and my Kenyan mom, Michal
video

Saturday, June 11, 2011

A Good Day

Yesterday was a good day.  Sometimes it feels like I see so much heartache that when I have a day like yesterday, it is very refreshing and makes me remember why I love being here and serving the women of this community.
First thing in the morning, a woman came in laboring.  I saw that she had had a C-section with her first baby and the baby had died.  I also noticed that she was very small which is probably why she couldn't deliver normally the first time.  I asked her what had happened with her first, and she said that she had labored for a long time and the baby became distressed and they took her for a C-section, but it was too late - the baby died.  Given her stature and the bad outcome the first time, I told her that I did not think labor was a good idea for her and we should proceed with C-section.  Also, the baby was breech, yet another reason to not risk it.  She quickly agreed, her mother-in-law took some convincing (as per usual).  We took her for C-section (in, by the way, our maternity theatre which is now functional! - see pic below) and delivered a healthy baby boy.  He required some resuscitation, but is now doing wonderfully!

Our wonderful operating theatre, right on maternity.  No more wheeling patients up 3 hills for a C-section!
While the first patient was being prepared for her C-section, I saw another patient for a follow-up visit.  I have been following her the entire pregnancy.  Her first two pregnancies ended with stillbirths - one at 7 months and one at 9 months.  It's hard to know what caused them - records are not available.  However, from what she told me, I thought it was possible that it was due to a clotting disorder of her blood, which would make blood clots more likely and "kill off" the placenta during the pregnancy, leading to death of the baby.  At home, we would send a whole battery of tests, which would cost hundreds of dollars.  First of all, most of these tests are not available here, and second, even if they were, none of my patients would be able to afford them.  So, I did what we often do here, and just empirically treated her with daily aspirin, which thins the blood.  For the rest of the pregnancy, she saw me frequently and we did several ultrasounds, rejoicing each time that we saw the baby was growing well.  Yesterday she was 39 weeks and the baby was doing well.  I suggested we go ahead and induce her labor, since we had a healthy baby and I didn't want to risk anything happening to the baby.  She readily agreed and a mere 3 hours later also delivered a healthy, screaming baby boy.  Her smile said it all.  Praise God for His provisions and for healthy babies!