Yesterday Febuary 18th, 2008 was officially the most intense, over whelming, and challenging day of my whole life. The day started at 5 am with my alarm clock going off and wondering how in the world am I going to get through this day. About 70 crew members piled into our Land Rovers and headed off to the Samuel K. Doe Stadium. Once we arrived there was a line of MANY people snaked around the parking lot. Some of them had obvious physical ailments (some we can help and some we can't), some people with stomach problems or lung problems, and some that just came to see what was going on.
I spent the day in the lab and specifically I drew the blood of the children that were selected for surgery. Please forgive me if I don't describe this well, for there are no words to describe what I experienced yesterday. I am still processing it and shedding lots of tears. I received my first kid at 7:30 am and my last at 8:15 pm. Most of the day I was hunched over children (my youngest 7 weeks) drawing their blood. Some looked healthy and some looked so sick, but all of them looked up at me with there big brown eyes not understanding why I was sticking them with a needle and taking there blood. Some of them kicked and screamed and one even bit me, while others just sat very still and stoic. So many children sat across from me all with there own stories and problems. Some had club feet, some cleft lip and palate, some had burns, one boy was born with out an ear, we had so many women with goiters the size of a cantaloupe, lots of hernias and an assortment of other problems. Mostly I just saw their veins or lack there of. But in the near future, when they come to the ship for their surgeries I will get to know them as people. I will learn their names and know their stories. As the day went on and I felt like my head was going to explode from all the screaming, I started to think about all the hugs and loves I will be able to lavish on these beautiful children of God and how their surgery and treatments that they will receive on the Africa Mercy will impact the rest of their lives.
Today I was talking to a fellow nurse and he told me that he talked to a family member of one of the patients that he was drawing blood from and the guy said "Thank you for holding this Screaming day". Yes lots of patients were screened for surgeries, but in the room that held the lab it was definitely Screaming day.
Response #7
I am trying to monitor the 'spice' = heat that is being applied to the food, I still want it to be 'spicey' as in herbs and spices, but not as 'spicey' = hot! Yes, I also want to control or decrease the heat in some of our food items. We are trying to be more conscious of this.
Also, we are talking about and discussing the need NOT to feel like everything needs to be cooked to 'death' so to speak...one of the things that really hurt us in this area is cooking foods that will sit on the line or warmer for an hour and a half! But we require these mealtime hours in order to cover everyone that needs to eat and the dining room space for all who are aboard. So in essence, we cook the food, it goes downstairs and continues to cook in the warmer and on the line...the faster we can move people thru the line at dinner the better chance of having a fresher and faster rotation of food that has not cooked as long.
I am also working with the idea of cooking in two waves but I am not sure right now how well or feasible that is with our cooking equipment and 'human' resources...working in the galley can easily become an all-consuming
Beefy friend
This morning in the breakfst line, one of the nurses said "I heard you are allergic to beef, so am I. I have never met anyone else with an allergy to beef." So there it is. I am not the only one in the world with an allergy to beef.
Power tools
Happy Valentines Day!!! I have yet to spend time with my precious hubby yet today, but I hope to later in the evening. I feel like it has been so busy lately. Last night we had a medical reception the us nurses had to serve at and Tyrone had to make some of the food. They invited many nurses, Dr.s and hospital personnel to let them know what we do and don't do so referrals will be handled properly. My friend Vera and I stood at the top of the gangway and greeted our guests. We even wore official uniforms (mine was borrowed). It was nice outside too. We got to watch the sun set and there was a nice breeze. We were sure we had the best job.
Today we had our official ward nurse picture and then we played games on the dock with all the nurses to get to know each other. There are about 50 of us form 30 countries. In the afternoon Maria and I got handed a power drill and were instructed to drill holes in the metal walls to hang the glove box holders. After a few errors ( one was hung sideways and one was hung upside down) we mastered the skill and placed most of them up on their respective new homes. We were very proud of ourselves.
Today we had our official ward nurse picture and then we played games on the dock with all the nurses to get to know each other. There are about 50 of us form 30 countries. In the afternoon Maria and I got handed a power drill and were instructed to drill holes in the metal walls to hang the glove box holders. After a few errors ( one was hung sideways and one was hung upside down) we mastered the skill and placed most of them up on their respective new homes. We were very proud of ourselves.
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