17 January 2015

Niger in the News

Niger has made the news again.  This time in response to the happenings in Paris.  Churches and the private homes of many Christians in the large cities across the country have been burned.  Please pray the peace of Niger!

To read one report of the violence across the country, click here.

30 November 2014

Lessons from the Widow and her Mite

My favorite thing to do in Niger on a Sunday is drive an hour up the road, weaving around broken-down-trucks and boys-driving-the-harvest-home-on-donkey-carts, to attend a tiny village church.

Humble, in every sense of the word, this small community of brothers and sisters faithfully meets to give thanks for the little they have; together they learn how the Living Word of God should change their daily lives.

We were some of the first to arrive, which gave us ample time to greet others fully and to be received with great welcome and joy.  As we were invited to choose our benches, a small elderly woman approached the side door of the church.  I didn't know it then, but this Little Old Lady was about to teach me a profound lesson.

01 November 2014

The View from Here: OPD Portraits

Took the new camera for a quick spin around the Outpatient Department (OPD).  Still trying to figure out all the diversity with ISO and other perks of the upgrade . . . but not too shabby for the second use.

28 September 2014

Lessons on Unloveliness

'Is she the only child in the world like this?'

Sitting next to me on the bench outside of the therapy gym, the young mother slowly began to trust us with what was really in her heart.  B. looked up at me, waiting to hear the answer.

'No, there are other cases,' I assured her.

'Really?' she asked in disbelief.  'Cause I've never seen anyone else's child look like this!  Show me!  Bring me to the village where there is another child like this!'  Her tone was one of deep fear and deeper sorrow.  'My husband says she's cursed.'

I took a deep breath and silently prayed . . . how does one begin to explain the genetics of a rare skin condition to a mom who never attended primary school?  How could we convince her that this was hereditary, not a deliberate act of aggressive evil against her child?  How would we support her from afar as she feels isolated and alone, refusing to give up on her little girl?

I didn't know how, so I told her a story instead.

18 September 2014

Lessons from a Tetanus Survivor

'Thank you,' S. whispered to me in English before transitioning back to Hausa.  'I thought I was dead, but you gave me my life back.'

We were sitting on a mat, under a tree in the Ambulatory Care Unit behind the hospital.  Already today she had done her own laundry in a modified position and climbed a small set of stairs.  A world away from relearning how to swallow her own saliva.

I looked up from the patch of sand where I was etching designs with a stick.

Our eyes met, and I smiled.

'Thank you, my friend,' she repeated and she leaned her forehead against mine.

17 September 2014

No Free Shows in Therapy

When I worked at Temple University Hospital, as I helped my patients don a hospital gown over their bare backsides, I'd tell them that the first rule of therapy was: No Free Shows.

Things are little different here in Galmi.  Bare breasts are no big thing, and the fewer clothes children wear, the less the burden of the laundry load.  Kids come to therapy naked all the time.  And I've even had many older children wear nothing but an open hospital 'gown' as if it were a untied robe.  So it's always a bit surprising when I have a kiddo who is super specific about when he's all covered up.

16 September 2014

Three Therapists in One: A New Meaning to the Holistic Approach

One of the hardest-but-at-the-same-time-best parts of my job, professionally speaking, is the necessity to be a full-service therapist.  That would be an OT, PT and Speech Therapist all rolled into one . . . although, I'm pretty sure that's not what they mean when they say OT comes from the 'holistic approach'.

My work with S. is the perfect example of this.

S. survived tetanus, a horrific disease that caused all of her muscles to become rigid, including those required for swallowing and breathing . . . two functions necessary for survival.  Which is why I was consulted: chest PT for her aspiration pneumonia and speech therapy for swallowing.

When I went to see her last Monday for our session, she told me that she didn't like me and I should just leave her to die.

11 September 2014

A Local Legend

Since leaving the US in 2009, I've racked up my share of good stories.  Some funny . . . some unbelievable . . . some interesting . . . and some moving.

Every once in a while one of those stories becomes a bit of a legend.  And this is one of them.

I hadn't really thought it was that good of a story . . . it sort of was just one of those new-normal kind of stories.

That is, until I shared it with a group of summer interns on the eve of their departure.

09 September 2014

WhiteGirl and the Owner of Spiciness

As you know by now, I have a big soft spot in my heart for kiddos who have been extremely burned. They are the bravest and sweetest little people I get to work with.  Often they come to our hospital for a couple of months and we follow up with them each month for a year.  Needless to say, they quickly wriggle their way into our therapy department family.

Little H. is no exception.  

A four year-old who was badly burned in January when, wrapped in a thick blanket and unsupervised, she went to warm herself by a cooking fire.  The base of the blanket ignited and she couldn't get it off fast enough.  When her family found her, they thought she was already dead.

But Little H. is a fighter.

And I confess, I think it's her abundance of tanka (a mix of hot chilies and spices used in local cuisine) that I love most.

08 September 2014

It's a Girl

Well, it's official.  B. is a daddy!

For those of you who have come to Galmi and worked alongside us, you will know that B. has a soft spot for the kiddos that pass through our doors.  And last week he and his sweet wife finally got to take one home.

My camera broke in April, so I don't have any photos of her by herself yet . . . but B.'s sister told me that her kids have been saying that baby has my eyes.  Maybe it's time we have a genetics lesson!

29 August 2014
Barka da zuwa, baby Stephanie!
We're so excited that you're finally here!

21 August 2014

Ebola in West Africa: Five More Ways to Pray

It's been nearly a month since the world's attention was turned to a little corner of west Africa where the deadliest Ebola outbreak in human history has occurred.  Today the most famous Ebola patients in history were declared 'virus free' and released from the hospital.  But despite the spotlight and the thankfulness we feel for their healing and survival, the spread of Ebola continues.

The good news is, this outbreak continues to be contained within four countries . . . the devastating reality is that new cases are being diagnosed each day and people are dying.

And while most of you reading this won't be able to 'give a helping hand' to help bring this crisis to an end, you can play a very active role . . . keep praying.

03 August 2014

Today I had Leprosy

When I was 20, I went to India to be the project photographer for a children's book about street kids.  I was studying SportsMedicine at the time, but was still secretly very much on the fence between a career in physical rehabilitation and a life of freelance adventures all captured on film (yes . . . film . . . I'm older than I look!).

It was in India that I new I wanted to work in a developing country . . . with populations that are underserved . . . and with people that are at a great risk for being overlooked.  It was in India that I knew for sure I wanted to become an Occupational Therapist . . . because I saw, with my own eyes, the havoc that disease and injury could do to the human body.

Diseases like leprosy.

Only today, I became the one disabled.

30 July 2014

How I Pray When No One Is Listening

Taking the bus is always an adventure and often comes with good stories.

B. and I went to the capital for a training on an appropriate technology initiative happening in Niger and other west African countries. We found out about it two weeks ago and have been looking forward to it since.

We were thrilled to get to be a part of the movement to improve the lives of disabled Nigeriens and we had high hopes for this trip.

That is until we got on the bus. 

28 July 2014

Ebola in West Africa: Five Ways to Pray

This weekend, we in the SIM family received word that a doctor and another SIM employee at ELWA Hospital in Liberia tested positive for Ebola.  ELWA is one of the west African hospitals also operated by SIM.  ELWA has been combating the virus since the outbreak reached Liberia, and has taken the precautions necessary . . . but the heartbreaking reality is, Ebola doesn't discriminate between who is the patient and who is the caregiver.

As the news is being spread around the world (you can read more hereherehere and here), the need for prayer is great.  SIM's motto is By Prayer . . . because we believe that our own efforts can only go so far.

We need you to pray.  Here's how: