Saturday, 31 December 2016

01 January 2017

Taveta Road - Trucks Stuck
     REFLECTIONS ON 2016 
     The BBC announced four major good things that happened in 2016.  I didn't think they were anywhere near as good as what I could think up.  So here are some hopeful signs from my point of view!
1. This Taveta Road has been finished and I will drive over it in January to get to two of our clinics.  I'll take pictures to show the improvement.  What used to take us 5-6 hours now takes only two hours to go 60 miles.
Taveta Road to Tanzania 2013
2. A new Ebola vaccine will be ready for production in 2018.  It was given to 6000 people and no one developed Ebola!
3. For the first time in my 13 years in Kenya I saw local priests wash the feet of women and children on Holy Thursday.
4. Guinea Worm is almost eradicated from the world!
5. Mr. Salah Sabdow Farah, the deputy headmaster at the primary school in Mandera was on a bus attacked by Al-
St. Patrick Dispensary over Bangaladesh
 Shabaab terrorists in northern Kenya.  They wanted to kill the Christians and he died protecting them.
6. The presidential elections in the US were free, fair and peaceful.  Currently the Democratic Republic of Congo, Burundi and the Gambia have people dying every day for the sake of the democratic process.
     But I save my most precious memories for the work that was done with the health care workers, Justice and Peace workers and priests of St. Patrick Parish in Bangaladesh Informal Settlement.
Some of the staff at St. Patrick Dispensary
Dalmas is the only man in the picture!

7. Mary was protected from incestuous uncles and is back in school and home with her 80 year old grandmother.
8. Salome (Mary's aunt) had ulcers on her legs for 20 years.  They are now almost completely healed!
9. Asha, a 17 year old emaciated girl with childhood diabetes who comes from a completely destitute family has gained 12 pounds and is well controlled on insulin.
10. Bob, age 9, was rescued from despicable abuse and had four surgical procedures to correct the damage done to his body.  He is now in an orphanage and happy and healthy.
11.  The Kenyan government doctors have been on strike since the 5th of December. When I returned on 8th Dec  I contacted my driver, Julius, to be sure he could take me to a clinic the following week.  But a day before the clinic I couldn't reach him on the phone.  After searching the contacts I knew, I found him in a small private clinic lying on the floor in deep coma and unresponsive.  I told the family he needed to be moved to a hospital. We had examined him in October and he was well but this clinic found that one test was positive for HIV and they couldn't confirm it.  Because the family could not afford private hospitals he ended up in the government hospital where I saw him four days later.  The nurse told me I couldn't act as a doctor but in a 'social' visit I could see that with the antibiotics he was being given he was beginning to open his eyes and could move his arms and legs. The nurse told me to take him away as there were no doctors on duty.  I thanked her for being on the job and told her that he needed to have a test to confirm HIV.  She said they would do it.  When I got to St. Patrick dispensary shortly thereafter the clinic officer, Dalmas, suggested that we should send our lab technician to do the test.  So I did.  I had my driver take her over to the hospital and they refused for her to do the test.  We also found out that he hadn't had his dose of antibiotic for the day, even though the family had bought and brought it to the hospital and given it to the nurses.  
     I asked Dalmas if we could use the vacant room downstairs to bring him for nursing and treatment.  He was agreeable.  I asked the parish priest, Fr. Gabriel.  He was agreeable.  So we had the family bring him to this small room in a slum where a nurse and clinical officer looked after him very professionally for the next six days with my help.  We found he was fluid overloaded and needed an injection to get rid of the fluid.  He woke up and started to eat pilau within a couple of hours! We found he had a bedsore.  We found he had HIV and the team from Mombasa CBHC, another diocesan health center, came to bring medicines that he would need to treat several possible infections...TB menningitis, encephalitis, cryptococcal menningitis.  I saw him on Christmas day and he was still struggling for his life.  He needed a brain scan.  The President had announced that not only the 26th but also the 27th would be public holidays, so the earliest this could be done was on the 28th.  The family wanted to take him back to their rural home.  Fr. Gabriel anointed him and he left on the 27th.
     It took two days to get home because the car broke down on the way.  When they arrived, the big referral hospital was closed due to the continuing doctors' strike.  So, as of this moment, Julius is still alive, being cared for by his family at home with the training they received from our staff and the medicines that we sent with them. He is a very strong man and I pray everyday that he will recover.

     I am so proud of the staff at this facility and how professionally they worked together.  Despite bad management early in the illness, the hard work over the Christmas holiday and our limited resources, we used what we had to make accurate diagnoses and  give proper treatment.  Julius is still alive and that is no small feat.  This dispensary in an informal settlement did better than the district and referral hospitals.  Whether Julius lives or dies, he has finally had loving, professional health care which is what every person deserves.
Today we celebrate the feast of Mary, Mother of Jesus, and World Day of Peace.  Pope Francis has chosen the theme

NONVIOLENCE: A STYLE OF POLITICS
FOR PEACE

May the peace of a child born over 2000 years ago lead us this coming year to follow him with the love he brought for each of us!


Thursday, 8 December 2016

08 December 2016

     Greetings from Mombasa where I arrived today.       

The travel through to Mombasa went well until I had to get my luggage off the KLM flight in NBI.  I had two hours to get through immigration (which was easy!!!) and get from the international to the domestic terminal.  My bag took over an hour to come off and I literally ran across the parking lot to get to the domestic terminal.  In typical Kenyan fashion a Kenyan man offered to help push the cart and get me there.  He was kind, honest and very helpful over all the curbs and bumps.  This is ridiculous and I can't imagine tourists liking it very much.  I had a Kenyan friend on the same flight and she got her luggage and went ahead to hold the plane for me.  So when I got there my boarding pass was ready and I just flew through security and squeezed myelf onto the bus going to the plane.  We had to climb (and carry my heavy hand luggage) up the stairs to the plane.  Half way up the stairs the flight attendants told us the plane was faulty and we had to go back to the gate.  Now I was with my friend and she watched my bag while I changed into lighter clothes.  Wool doesn't work well in Mombasa.  We finally flew and I got home at 3am.  I couldn't go to sleep until 5am.  All day I have slept off and on and feel like I'm in a fog.  I forced myself to go out for 5:30pm Mass as this is the Feast of the Immaculate Conception.  They had the Mass down in the grotto outside where the Archbishop is buried and that is always nice.      So such is another exciting and eventful story from Mombasa that has a happy ending!!!  


Thursday, 1 December 2016

01 December 2016

Coralis and Susan

                                                                                                                                   

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Dear Family and Friends,   
     Greetings to you as I write this letter from Urbana, Illinois.  This has been a year of saying goodbye.  My father passed on to be with God on November 6th and I have been with my family to celebrate his life and place his remains in the cemetery near the farm where he grew up.
 
     There were other goodbyes this year as well. Judy Walter, who was my house mate for five years, moved on to Tanzania in April to help begin a House of Prayer in Mwanza with Maryknoll.  In August Russ Brine, a Maryknoll Lay Missioner who lived and worked in Kitale Kenya for the past 15 years moved to Cambodia to continue serving as a Maryknoll Lay Missioner.  In September, Teresa Villaruz, my last house mate moved to Bolivia to continue serving as a Maryknoll lay missioner and teacher.  So Coralis Salvador and I continue to serve in Mombasa...the remnant!
     It has been difficult to recruit new missioners to come to Kenya due to insecurity.  Recently there was an attack at the Central Police Station in our neighborhood where three women attacked police officers with knives and one blew herself up.  Some say that the so-called Islamic State was behind this but others are uncertain.  We are routinely checked by security guards when we enter the Cathedral, post office or grocery store.  They look in our purses and pass a wand around our bodies.  The Sunday before I left for the US for my father's funeral they found a man trying to enter the Mass I was attending who was carrying a knife.  He refused to hand it over and didn’t enter.  I don’t go out at night and don’t frequent big shopping malls or fancy restaurants.  I’m quite content to live a simple life with our local neighbors.  My work takes me to the villages and the only concern on those trips is dangerous drivers.  They go too fast and don’t follow the rules of the road!
     Our Maryknoll Association has been commended by Archbishop Dolan of New York.  He is the authority who oversees our ministry and I have a letter from him if anyone is interested.  We are always looking for new members and I’d be very happy to be in contact with anyone who is interested and has questions.
     Happily I continue on with our health care ministry in Mombasa and will return to Mombasa on Dec 6th.  I am very disturbed by the increasing violence and hateful actions here in the US since the elections.  It is obvious that many people are afraid and hurting deeply on all sides.  I hope and pray that our Advent reflections on the coming of the Christ child will help us to see ourselves as members of one family who need to listen to each other, love and care for one another.                                                                  
                                                                           

 WORLD AIDS DAY
01 DECEMBER 2016
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PEACE OF THESE JOYFUL 
SMILES BE WITH YOU
MAY THEY BRING YOU THE 
LOVE OF THE CHRIST CHILD
THIS ADVENT SEASON