Wednesday, February 8, 2012

-Missionaries of Charity-

Missionaries of Charity is a Roman Catholic religious congregation established in 1950 by Mother Teresa of Calcutta.  It consists of 4,500 sisters and is active in 133 countries.  The sisters take 4 vows which are vows of chastity, poverty, obedience, and to give "Wholehearted and Free service to the poorest of the poor."


Within the past 4 weeks I've had the opportunity to experience 4 of Mother Teresa's establishments.  As you all know I have been volunteering at the Mother Teresa House for the Dying and Destitute every Monday -Wednesday.  In a previous blog I wrote about my experience in Calcutta at the Mother House on January 28.  I was able to share in mass with the sister's and experience where Mother herself worked.  I unfortunately wasn't allowed to see the patients or take part in their care but being at the Mother House was an emotionally draining/worthwhile experience in itself! 


Last Saturday I had the entire day off so I decided to venture to the Mother Teresa House for Handicap and Disabled Kids.  Alex, another volunteer here in India is currently working here for her placement.  The building is very similar to where I work.  There are 2 age groups that occupy most of the rooms.  I was able to feed some of the children, play with others, and attempt to "soothe" the ones crying.  A few of the kids had Down Syndrome, some Spina-Bifida, and many others forms of mental retardation.   There are 4 kids in the one room who were all "born" without eyes.. I didn't really think the odds could be possible given the fact that I've never seen it in the states or even really heard of it happening.  I did a little research and apparently it is a very rare genetic birth abnormality.. there is still a lot of suspicion however that these children may have had them "cut out" for other reasons.  What a terrible thing to do to a child yet alone any human being.  It was heartbreaking knowing these kids will never experience sight yet so amazing to see these kids play with a smile on their face, hug, and jump on you! The other room had more teenage children.  Some were non-verbal and very mentally handicapped while others were more active.  There is a 12 year old girl who has had numerous and I mean numerous surgeries to correct all of her 4 deformed limbs.  She had a external-fixator on her left arm which was on her right leg only a few weeks earlier, and her left leg before that, and then in a few weeks to months it will be on her right arm.. talk about exhausting!  Yet she still managed to light up when I walked in the room, introduce herself, and apologize for being a little under the weather! She was so sweet.. so positive.. so hopeful and she has no one! It was an amazing experience.  I give the sister's an abundance of credit for what they do!


Now, today I traveled an hour after my placement this morning at MTDD to Mother Teresa Leprosy House.  I was introduced to Sister Leela.  I did not get to take part in care but I did get to see the wonderful work of the sister's on the "poorest of the poor."  Sister explained that the house sits on 12 acres.  It is the home of currently 370 patients.  The area is called the Leprosy Colony.  It is a government run development containing 24 colonies.  All colonies contain Lepers who are pretty much banned from society.  Currently everyone is healed of Leprosy at the house but all are suffering from second hand diseases and infections.  Most have amputated limbs, infected ulcers, joint malformations, blindness, and many other current issues at hand requiring surgery.


There are 8 ward.  6 belong to men and 2 belong to women.  The mens wards are all named after Saints including St. George, St. Thomas, St. Anthony, and St. Joseph.  Within their area there are also 2 clinics.  The first clinic is a rehab facility.  One a day for 45 minutes the patients come for acupuncture therapy, wax therapy, physical therapy, and nerve and muscle stimulation therapy.  Each therapy is done to promote blood circulation and to promote sensory sensation and muscle strength.  The other clinic is a "wound care" clinic.  4 men who are trained in extensive wound care come daily to perform dressing changes and debriedment.  In the am the men perform the changes on the patients currently living at the House while in the afternoon they perform outpatient dressing changes for the people who live in the outside colonies.  All the care received is free of cost and the supplies are purchased by the sister's using funds from the Mother House in Calcutta or they are donated.  The final mens ward is considered a recovery room.  Yes, they perform surgeries on premises!  The operating room contains 3 beds (yes, in 1 room), on Mondays the room and the instruments are sterilized and on Wednesdays 2 or 3 doctors come and perform needed surgeries free of charge.  After the surgery is performed there is a holding area where the patients are monitored and then when able they return to the recovery room ward where they stay until the following Wednesday when the next surgeries take place.  


Some patients who are healthy enough to leave and have family who can help care for them leave the Mother House and live in the outside colonies.  But as I stated above, most are banned from society so they can not get jobs.  To fix this problems the Sister's hire them to work on the property and pay them monthly in return for their services.  Some jobs include, maintaining the garden, tending to the crops, maintaining the landscape, milking the cows, tending to the chickens, goats, geese, and rabbits.. I had to ask why they had geese and rabbits (just didn't make sense as all the others) and with a huge smile and laugh Sister Leela replied because they're cute! haha so sweet and she also said that it gives more job opportunities to the poor!


Next there were the 2 women's wards.  St Terese and St. Mother Teresa wards.  The first ward was massive!  There were 50 beds in the room.  Sister informed me that the room was actually being occupied by all mentally handicap women who's homes were demolished and are currently being rebuilt.  They had no where to go so the sisters gladly took them in and gave them a roof!  The other ward was for the women with leprosy.  To maintain privacy the men and women are separated and the surgeries are performed separate as well.  


370 people are taken care of by only 8 amazing sisters!  The place runs functionally with the help of many others but all in all the Sisters maintain their 4 vow..."Wholehearted and Free service to the poorest of the poor."


Each experience differed from the next but one thing did remain constant... UNCONDITIONAL LOVE!


I want to just share a quick story with you.  Today was my last day at MTDD :(  I have grown very fond of a few women in particular (don't judge I loved them all equally) but a few in particular have left a lasting imprint on my heart.  Fatima and Mary are both elderly women who have been residents at Mothers for years.  Side note- All the women were strangers upon arrival to MTDD.  I know I'm not a doctor but I diagnosed Fatima with late stages of Parkinson's disease and Mary with extreme osteoarthritis.  Today when I was sitting doing medical check-ups in the room I noticed Mary walking very quickly towards the bathroom.. a short distance behind was Fatima shuffling along in her "Parkinson's gait" holding up her curta.  I was curious of course so I observed from a distance.. Mary went first (because she's faster) and opened the bathroom door for Fatima.  She waited right outside the door for her until she was finished, helped her pull up her pants, and then arm in arm they walked out of the bathroom together. The most amazing sight.. UNCONDITIONAL LOVE 


Punja is another quick story that I have to share.  She is extremely old and frail.  She can't really walk on her own and she needs to be fed.  Every morning when I arrive she greets me with a huge smile, babbles in Hindi which I don't understand, and then laughs because she knows I have no clue! I've grown very fond of this women.. I've contemplated putting her in my luggage on more than one occasion!  I had one of the English/Hindi woman translate for me today.  I asked her to tell Punja that it was an honor meeting her, that I wished her the best health, and that I would never forget her.  As the tears rolled from the corner of her eyes she repeated to me in her broken English "I will miss you."  She then continued in Hindi stating that the work I have done has been uplifting and appreciated, that I will never be forgotten, that God is working in me, and that as a thank you God will send me a wonderful husband!  Haha she had me all emotional as she always does and then made me laugh in the midst of tears as she always does :)  


4 Mother House's, these 3 women and the other 60 some as well have changed my life forever.  They showed me what LOVE really is and how to share it with others around you who are strangers by blood and make them family by heart! 





Sunday, February 5, 2012

"Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exists in nature.. Life is either a Daring Adventure or Nothing."

Friday I returned to Munirkaa prepared to take the 2 kids to the hospital that I wrote about.. well 1 of the boys did not show up for school (puss in the ears) and the other boy's mom told me that she informed his "Father" and he is not permitting me to take him to the hospital.. that he'll do it on his own time if he can.  So that put an end to that.
Bob and I finished all exams at the school on Friday.  We said our goodbyes to the kids which was extremely sad.. they were all running up and giving me hugs and a few of them even walked me through the slum out to the main road to say goodbye one last time! I will finish my last week of placement in another school known as Oklha and then hopefully there will be a volunteer in the next group who will pick up where I left off. 

Cute little feet :)

 The Creche Class (1-3yrs) saying bye to me.. bittersweet

 Little girl in the slum, playing in the garbage, without any clothing.. all too normal :(

Saturday night out in Delhi! We decided to have some Vietnamese Cuisine at Restaurant Lah in Hauz Khas Village.  It was a nice night out with Kelly, Rebecca, Grace, and Alex!

 Sunday morning (today) at 2am we traveled by taxi to Agra to see the Taj Mahal at sunrise!  It was a 4 hr car ride.. we parked on the opposite side of the river to watch the sunrise over the Taj.. it was an amazing sight to see!  Sorry I know they are hard to see.. the darn Fog got in the way ugh!

 7am sunrise at the Taj Mahal..beautiful sight!

 I climbed up a wall to take this picture over a tall fence because it reminded me of the sunrise in Kilimanjaro Tanzania!

The girls again now in front of the Taj on the other side of the river.. unfortunately still foggy

 Totally worth the 1:30 am wake up call and the 9 hour roundtrip car ride squished in a taxi!

 Extremely peaceful and serene.

My attempt to be a "photographer" haha I thought it looked pretty cool slightly hidden by the trees.. None of these pictures do it Justice.. the Taj Mahal is definitely an amazing sight that I hope all can see one day!

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Today was a hard day...


Today was a hard day... this is a picture of where Bob and I perform our medical exams on the kids.  The area is located in the back of the school off the outside courtyard.  It is normally freezing when we arrive but today was somewhat decent.  I feel awful for the kids on the bitter cold mornings... most without socks or shoes.. some without jackets... just standing and shaking.. I am tempted to take them all home with me in my luggage! 

Anadya and I after I performed his exam.  He was fascinated with all the instruments, did everything I asked, and was relatively healthy.  

 Some of the kids in class.. clearly they are not paying attention.. instead they are yelling Didi dekho (sister look in Hindi)  Then of course they yell Photo! Photo! Photo!  Too precious


Part of the reason why my day was so upsetting.. This is a little girl she's about 2 1/2-3.. from what we can guess.  She weighs 10kg (22lbs).. I am sure we all know that a almost 3 year old should weigh A LOT more than 22lbs... ugh the malnutrition is heartbreaking.  She was terrified by me.. I would be too! I was this crazy "white lady" touching her.. 


As seen here the exam was not EASY.. the poor girl screamed and cried every time I came near her.. Heart wise she was ok.. tachycardic of course.. when I went to reach for the otoscope it went down hill.  She wouldn't let me anywhere near her ears but that was ok because I could see from 10 feet away the yellow puss pouring out of her left earlobe.. omg I could've cried.  She was pulling on her ear.. I knew she was in pain.  Her mom was not available at the moment to come to the school.  She was crying so much we decided to stop the exam.  When I approached the teacher about the girl it was noted of the infection and they would inform her mother to take her to a doctor. (to be continued)


The second part that made today heartbreaking was a little boy who was 6 years old.  I am not sure of his name.  He came to the exam complaining in Hindi to our translator that he had ear pain, neck pain, and that his chest was convex.  Upon assessment it was found that he had a blocked/punctured left eardrum, swollen left and right lymph nodes, swollen tonsils (that were touching his Uvula), a bright red throat, an irregular heartbeat, a barrel chest (which often is a sign of some kind of heart issue), and pain.  We decided to perform a few additional exams.. we had him run a lap around the courtyard to check his breathing.  He was exhausted and had trouble breathing from 1 lap (approx 30 ft.) We then checked his hearing.. we didn't have proper resources so we just did different voice levels.  I had his teacher call his mom and she came to the school.  
Here is why the day was hard.. I explained everything to her.. I had her compare my tonsils to her sons, I had her feel my lymph nodes and then her sons, I had her look in my ear and then his, listen to my heart and then his.. she seemed frightened.  She stated that for a while he has been waking up twice a night out of dead sleep, sitting up, and gasping.. Of course I was wondering if it had to do with his irregular heartbeat or his tonsils constricting his airway.. I told his mom he needed to be seen by a doctor (preferably a Cardiologist and a EENT).  She stated the doctor comes to the slum 2 a month.. Are you serious?  I looked at Lalit our translator and I asked if he was going to be seen anytime soon.. he stated he wasn't sure.  I insisted we take him to the hospital.  I didn't care I would pay for it.. He said we had to ask permission from our in country Director first and wait and see if his mom takes him today after school.  Here is this poor little boy with no energy, having trouble breathing, tonsils the size of grapes smashing his uvula, an impacted ear, an irregular heartbeat, and a barrel chest and I am supposed to just WALK AWAY! I have been thinking about this all day.. As soon as I got back I presented the 2 cases to Bella the director.  She could see my concern and said absolutely yes tomorrow am when I arrive at the school I can take the 2 kids to the hospital.  Thank God.. I am so distraught right now about the condition these children are in.. most of them are dehydrated and malnourished with little to no clothes.. 


This is a picture of the slum I walk through to get to the school which is located in the heart of the slum.. these people are barely getting by..


Boy or girl I am not sure.. a precious child however walking the streets of the slum without shoes, tushy out, flies all over him, drinking dirty water... My heart breaks.


Please everyone... religious or not.. take a minute to pray for these kids and their families then thank God or whomever you believe in that you are in good health, have a roof over your head, clothing, food and water.   PLEASE DON'T TAKE THINGS FOR GRANTED.. there really are kids starving in other countries and parents working any way they can (fixing tires, selling fruit, selling rice, stitching torn clothing, fixing broken soles on shoes, sleeping in a box) to save their children.  I am truly blessed.. I wish I could do more.  My heart bleeds.