but here's what happened today:
-went to the adult ER and ICU to collect lists for the materials they need. found out that the number of cholera patients has almost doubled since yesterday. cholera is officially back in full swing now that the rains are here. only this time, there are way fewer NGO's to help give us supplies.
-gave a bunch of meds to help sedate St. Luke ICU's first intubated patient! i think it's very cool that we're providing such a high level of care to our patients. major, major thanks to our awesome doctor-donors in the US for the vecuronium and succinylcholine!
-tried not to cry my way through an exit interview with our communications team. thank goodness i'm not leaving for another 3 months or i would have really lost it. took hilarious pictures with the guys and lucy in the depot.
-went up to the abandoned room to continue the grease-fest photo shoot. got to show off my babies and thought about how little Lubin and Nadine are the only ones still there from when i first went up. Nadine was a tiny preemie when i first met her, now she has braided hair and is crawling and standing up in her crib on her own! Lubin started out too afraid to even walk while holding hands and now he runs down the halls and is having heart surgery in two weeks, si dyevle. (creole for if God wills. live here for 9 months, you'll say it too.)
-ate lunch and listened to a Catholic sister tell me a none-too-PG story about the prostitute she treated that morning. decided that when this becomes a tv show, we better be on HBO.
-dodged a motorcade coming into st. damien's. stuck around to see who the big shots were (father rick even put on a suit!) still haven't quite figured out who it was, i'll let you know when i've confirmed the rumors. in the last two weeks, our assistant director met with Bill Clinton and we got a visit from the President of Mexico and the prime minister-elect of Haiti, so hopefully these guys are gwo chef yo and can get us some awesome aid.
-spent the rest of the afternoon sorting foley catheters... oh the glamorous parts of this job.
-came home to the adorable paper below. stevenson, a 7 year old at FWAL, wrote my name for me. he's completely blind in one eye and see's about 20/100 in the other, so he's never learned his letters. but bridget has been working with him every day, by writing huge letters in marker so that he can see them and learn. he was so proud of his paper that he had to call me on bridget's phone to tell me she was brining the paper home for me :)
-currently writing in my blog to avoid the GRE math section.
Um first off, Nadine and Lubin!
ReplyDeleteSecondly, sorting catheters, haha
Third and by far the best, Stevenson and his handwriting!!! Literally had tears in my eyes reading this. I still remember him just feeling me up when I first met him and me being very confused until I figure out he was blind. What a sweetie, tell Bridget great job!
Miss you and all the kids and babies and the boys!