Haiti's Hospital

I wanted to tell you all a little about what we did in Haiti. Most of the time we spent time with the kids. We brought paper for them to draw on and we made puppets. They had a really good time with that. One of the kids used the puppets for gloves when he played soccer. It was very ingenious. We also brought puzzles which they loved to do. We spent hours doing puzzles. The littlest things made these kids so happy.

The Haitian people use coal to cook everything. It is actually very detrimental to the island there so the children's home is trying to raise money for a gas stove. The picture below is the woman who brings the coal in on donkeys. She actually goes all around the town doing this. Right below that is one of the women cooking our meatballs for dinner. She just cooked outside on coals, one at a time.

The last day that we were there we went to the hospital. Their hospital is one where you must pay first. If you are not able to pay, then you cannot have the procedure done. So in actuality those individuals that were able to go to the hospital are the lucky ones. Most of the time the people who have injuries are not able to go to the hospital and die. We took some toiletries and rice to the people there. It was gone within minutes. Next time we have decided that we will just bring rice and beans because these people do not get a meal there unless their family brings it to them.

The people were in beds right next to each other. There was absolutely no privacy. Tabitha was guiding us through the hospital. She is a church member who comes in to the children's home and sells necklaces and things like that. We went to most every wing and in each one she would sing and then we would pray for the people in there. She was an amazing source of encouragement. She goes to the hospital about once a week to spend time with these people. We saw some things in the hospital that I am not going to put on the blog. Those of you who have spoke to me know why. There was one woman who was about to deliver and we were there when that was happening. It is different to see it from the other side, and of course they don't have the epidural!
This is a picture of me and Woodlin. He always wanted to be held and loved. I would go back in an instant. I know that the group that I went with talks about going back again. In the midst of the starvation and depravity are these wonderful people. They were such an encouragement for me. Next blog will be of the town. God bless you all!