Sorry I haven’t been able to keep yall very updated with what is going on here, but here is the basics. When the Dalraida team arrived last Thursday the Guatemalan government decided they weren’t going to allow for them to enter with meds, so the 300 lbs of medicines that they gathered before the trip sat in the airport for the entire week and the government has said that it will take about a $1,000 to get it back. Nevertheless, we saw over 1,000 patients. At the end of every clinic there was more medicine than when we got there. We had more time to spend on people and because of that hundreds were saved. God showed himself radically this week. His followers asked him, “How can we get enough bread to feed all these people? We are far away from any town.” Jesus asked, “How many loaves of bread do you have?” They answered “Seven, and a few small fish.” And Thousands were fed and satisfied. Matthew 15:33-34 NCV … God is the same today tomorrow and yesterday and we got to watch him this week, multiply meds. And it was amazing.
Yesterday was my favorite. God really sat me down and reminded me of what I’m in school for, which I always need a reminder for. I got the blessing of being able to sit with Brian as he saw patients and I got to help translate and actually interact with the patients. Watching Brian tell them that he’s going to give them medicine that’s going to make them feel better and watching their face light up and a smile appear is an amazing thing. I cannot wait to put that kind of smile on someone’s face. About the end of the 2nd week down here I was really honestly not sure about school. I know that God wants me to study medicine in some way to help down here and I have felt strongly for the past year that PA school was the way to go. But 5 more years of school scares the mess out of me. It’s not that I don’t think I can do it, I know that I can. Its whether I can stand not being down here. I’ve seen many things in the medical field, having the opportunity to shadow many different people during high school, and even though most of this was simple medicine, it was way more exciting to watch them leave with a smile. To watch them thank us for a shot. To see hope in someone’s eyes, that wasn’t there when they walked in. That is way more exciting to me and getting to participate and watch yesterday definitely reminded me that I’m right where he wants me to be school wise and that it will be more than worth it in the end.
The last patient we had was an 80 woman who had everything imaginable wrong with her. She broke her wrist and the Guatemalan doctor she went to casted it with her thumb folded inward and now she has no muscle on the outside of her hand and she can barely move her fingers and her wrist. She has gastritis, acid reflux, and some other smaller problems. It seemed like we prescribed her about every medicine we had. By the end of the time seeing her she remembered to tell us she couldn’t see very well. Sure enough, when we cover an eye and threw our hand at her face she didn’t flinch. She was blind in one eye and the other was getting that way. We had the privilege of praying with her and telling her that we are not able to fix everything but we serve a God that can. She kept repeating over and over, “I’m afraid, I’m afraid”, and my heart melted for this woman. Here I am, scared of 5 years of only seeing the library, and this lady is scared of being blind and not being able to use her hands. It seems so silly and trivial. Right now, after yesterday, I am super excited about school. Super excited.
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