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Follow me as I "Celebrate the Journey" of my life: Recently in Kisoro Uganda,for three years as a medical missionary(Lay Mission Helper-www.laymissionhelper.org) working with those infected and affected with HIV-AIDS, Public Health and babies at risk. Presently,in Arkansas awaiting my next "Call" to service.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

A Compassionate Outreach------ repost: Nov.2007

Dear Friends
I have only just returned from an adventure of a day and have decided to write about it while it is still fresh in my mind .Today was the third HIV Testing “Outreach” we have done with the donated Rapid HIV Tests from Dr. Kevin Diekhaus, the American Infectious Disease Specialist who was brave enough to actually ask me what he could do to help our HIV Program (smile)



We didn’t drive very far , but to an organization called “Compassion” which is an Anglican Faith Based organization that has several programs, one being to help AIDS Orphans. They had requested we test their children, so with Tests in hand we arrived and hopping over puddles and climbing up a steep rock hill, we set up shop in their church.
I was equally nervous and excited because it would be “children’s” little fingers I would be pricking, but all of these children, like our Saturday Program, had lost one or both parents from AIDS and needed the follow up.
Also the Lab Tech who had gone previously was “in charge” and liked it that way, often leaving me standing around wondering what to do. Today, I would be in charge, working with a Lab Tech. new to the “Outreach” experience, but certainly not new to the actual testing procedures themselves..
I really prepared for this “Outreach” being mindful of the disorder in the two previous ones and coming up with ideas I hoped would turn potential chaos into order.. I made up cards with duplicate numbers giving one to the child while we kept the other to then be marked “R” for reactive or “NR” for non reactive, as the case may be.
Mr. Stanislaus, our head counselor, took their information , gave them a numbered card, which they brought to the table., so although he had their information, in a log book, Confidentiality was maintained.
I bought thin felt tip pens to write the numbers on the tests, as the marker pen we used in the past smeared.. That, unfortunately, was not successful (numbers faded into nothing) but the masking tape I had brought with no purpose in mind, ended up being the perfect answer; easily applied to a strip of tests, easily written on by any pen and simply discarded into the trash with the Tests at the end of the day.
I was concerned about testing children because of “fear” issues and wondered how to comfort them and still get the job done, but God already had that covered by sending two lovely young Swedish women to help. Neither I, nor they, knew they would be helping but when I met them this morning at the AIDS Orphans Saturday Program, I lightly said ”Sure wish you could come along” And they said “We’d love to help, just tell us what to do” Well I am not particularly known for my shyness and had no difficulty “ordering” them around. (smile).
It was a total success of a day and Eva and Lina are one of the reasons why. All I had to do was name the challenge and they either thought of ways to solve it or simply did what was necessary to fix it. For example: since it rained hard off and on all day, the darkness made it difficult to work effectively, so we picked up and moved closer to the opened door where light could stream in.. Both young women are leaning toward careers in Social Work and both are warm, friendly and great with children. Eva took the role of “distracter” while I prepared the sample, cleaned and, pricked the finger and dropped the blood on the litmus paper. She asked every child their name, how old they were, were they in school or on holiday etc. Whatever it took to get their mind off of what I was about to do.(Ha).
Lina’s job was to entertain the other children, so they would not be peeking around the corner to see what I and Phillip, the Lab. Tech. were doing to their friends..
It all went amazingly well and in less than 3 hrs. we had tested 86 children between the ages of 5 and about 15 years old. There was only one Positive, which was confirmed with a second (different) test. The Childs Caregivers with be notified and treatment of Septrim (Bactrin to us) will be started to prevent Opportunistic Infections, while a work up is done to determine where the child is in the disease process and if ARV’s are indicated..
So it was a ‘good” day in many ways, certainly ones of those days when I know what I am doing here in Uganda, so far from all things familiar and Giradelli Choc and Pink Canada Mints-Ha

..Last night at 11:30pm , as I walked home from feeding Michael, I was in awe of where I am in my life, both physically and emotionally. The moon lit up the pathway in such a fashion that I didn’t even need to use my torch (flashlight),. The sounds were mellow and there was an unfamiliar scent of a bush or flower that filled the air.: not sweet like honeysuckle but slightly musky and clean. In any case, I trod along the path minus light feeling sooooo blessed to be here in this beautiful temperate country. We have no air conditioning or heat and rarely a need for either. There is a good bit of rain and the mud puddles can wreck havoc on your shoes and permanently stain your feet with dirt, but it is a small price to pay to be surrounded with such beauty. My Call here was God’s and Lay Mission Helpers idea, but the work I am doing is becoming very signature, very much a personal thing between me and God and the beautiful people of Uganda.

----GOD LOVES THE WORLD THRU US ----Mother Teresa

Tomorrow, Sunday the 25th , will be my” Thanksgiving”. After Mass, if the rain has stopped, I will pick up Baby Michael for a days outing with me in my home. Then I will prepare a roast chicken dinner, make an attempt to fix stuffing, Irish Potatoes, most likely baked, as I don’t have a masher and canned corn. ------OK, it certainly won’t be anything like the Thanksgiving meal you probably had, but with Michael in my home and my arms (when I am not cooking, of course) and Fr. John’s company for dinner, I anticipate a wonderful day!
----HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!

Saturday, November 20, 2010

The Thanksgiving That Never Was -

----- Mama Michael and Baby Michael--November 2007
Repost of a Blog written November 2007--------------St. Francis Hospital-Mutolere-Uganda


This title may seem a bit misleading but ,in truth, I did miss Thanksgiving altogether. You see I am the only American Missionary in Kisoro and I thought Thanksgiving was always the last Thur. in November, not the fourth (which is usually the last, but not this time). Anyway, Thur. is my day off so I went to Kisoro and shopped and spent several wasted hours on the Internet as it all disappeared before my very eyes. I did hear young visiting Americans speak of Thanksgiving but thought they were referring to next week.
I arrived home at 8 pm and received a wonderful phone call from all my fellow missionaries in Nychabale (several hours away) wishing me a "Happy Thanksgiving!"
When I realized they were not joking, I laughed myself to sleep thinking of my parents in the heavens who ,I imagined, were also laughing at my mistake.
But don't cry for me Argentina or anywhere else for that matter, as I will celebrate my Turkey Day on sunday the 26th , only I'll cook chicken and have Baby Michael with me all day (in my own home). Also Fr. John will join me for dinner, so it should be a lovely, if not unusual, Thanksgiving day for me.
I am indeed thankful for each one of you who might be reading this blog.


It is all very exciting and I feel honored to be a part of this process. Between caring for Baby Michael, doing Outreaches, an occasional Home visit and frequent visits from my pt and new friend Maria Goretti, as well as remaining active on the Quality Assurance Team for ARV’s (though I have retired from being Chairperson-smile) and my regular job giving Immunizations to the many babies that come into Public Health daily, it is no wonder that I have lost some 30 pounds of unneeded fat-Ha.
In the beginning I lost weight because I couldn’t find food I liked but now I think it is ALL the walking I do every day.. In America we are so used to hoping into our car and driving every where (even to the mailbox) but here it is only shoe leather that gets me around, except once a week when I hire a car to drive me to Kisoro to shop and use the Internet Café

Marie (me) and Maria Goretti-forever friends of my heart...
Portion of a letter I sent to my dear friend Mary Johns

Dear Mary ------November 22, 2007
I was so happy to receive your email, not hearing from you is disconcerting for me.
Somehow you are a link for me between “all my worlds” and when I don’t hear from you I get them all mixed up and make stupid decisions or get off balance (have you a clue what a “glue” you are for me?)
.My life is soooo full! Michael takes up a lot of my “spare” time and most of my heart. I go to the Nursery in the Maternity Ward to feed him several times a day.. Most of the nurses are great, they have named me “Mama Michael” . Michael weighs 1.8 kg now x 2.2 = 3.6 lbs and is 4 months old! He is strong and amazingly healthy and though strong willed (needs to be to survive) is a gentle little soul. I really don’t know what will happen in his future. I try to give him and the situation to God every night and pick it up, again, in the morning. I, Mama Marie, would take him temporarily or permanently in a millisecond, but. I want what is best for Michael, not my heart or my ego., that is why I keep giving it to God.
We did get permission from the grandmother to baptize him, so one way or the other I’ll be his godmother. I am hoping Cynthia can find the Christening outfit worn by my sister Theresa some 53 years ago and Heather and many other babies over the years. I had it in a frame, hanging on my bedroom wall, so it should be with my other pictures frames etc. Wouldn’t that be awesome to dress him in that much used, much blessed little dress? No hurry as he is still too small for it-ha.
I can’t express the calmness and joy I feel when holding and feeding Michael. It is as if for that short time I feel completely “whole” “at One with the Universe” He looks at me and I don’t see a baby but rather my savior ,my god. It is all so profound ,words cannot begin to explain ….. All these years I have fought the concept that a person, any human person, could “complete” me: Certainly no man ever could or even my genuine love for Heather, or my precious Laney, but for an hour or so a day,, holding and feeding Michael, I do feel that “wholeness”. What a gift!!
Yet, and this is the part that is hard to describe, I am perfectly willing to let him go to his extended family to live and grow up , if that is what God wills for him. I feel such an unselfish love for him and respect for his battle to live when the odds are against him, that I don’t want to do anything to mess up his “mission” in this life, hopefully I will only enhance
Gotta run, take formula to Michael (they do not have refrigeration in the hospital) , then off to Kisoro to shop and send this to you..
--------------------------Much love and many blessings from Uganda
----------------------------------Missionary Marie.

--------HIV Testing-Uganda