Sunday, March 8th~ We’re exhausted.  After a few interrupted nights, the past few days (which have also been non-stop) have seemed to warp into weeks in our stretched minds and weary bodies.   They’ve been demanding and tiring for all of us.   We’ve had a number of cholera patients the last week, more people on cots than usual, and […]

     Every bed had been full. Wow! We tried to still the panic in our hearts as the realization struck us. But God has been good. Other than throwing a mat on the floor, and losing sleep, it worked out! A few patients were able to leave exactly as we were needing more beds.

This update is a little out of the norm, but thought everyone that follows the blog would like this little bit of info! In the past we used yahoo groups for our email updates. But beings we had some technical difficulties with that we have switched over to over service called “Mailchimp”. That being said,

    Wednesday afternoon Mali, Whitney, me, and a kindly, elderly deacon from the church here took a little trip up the mountain to visit several sick and dying people at their houses. We parked our UTV on the road at the farthest point that we were able to drive to, grabbed our medical bag and

Last week was not terrifically busy if you go by the number of patients that we were seeing each day. We did, however, feel like we were running nearly non-stop. Let me explain. Brian Eveleth, our stateside clinic director arrived last Monday along with his daughter Jacinda, and a trio of girls from Ohio among

…Always, always  watching. When someone takes something that belongs to us – everyone watches with baited breath to see what we will do.  Become angry?  Kill someone?  Give up and go home? When the naughty little blood pressure patients don’t respect the nurses, the other patients eagerly lean forward – what are the white nurses

    “Good-morning!” It is Monday. After a couple days of rain, it is so exciting to see the sunshine. We feel like getting a lot done this week. It feels like a lot of things are on the burner. It feels exciting.     We have a list of about 50 hernia patients who

  After eight month of living in Haiti I will be leaving the 24th of Febuary. I have really enjoyed my time here and will greatly miss all my friends. This has been a wonderful and stretching time for me.    I don’t know if you all remember Wilfred…  He stayed in ourhospital for months

     Marcile and I look at each other. It is Friday morning. We have been up with a laboring mother for hours.       “I can’t do it anymore,” she declares.      “That’s why we kept telling you not to yell so loud for the last three days, Dear,” we reminded her. “Now you

​                                                                             It was Thursday  ​evening ​ when we got the call, the second lady in labor. T ​his would