Dr. Anderson’s reflections on his time in Haiti

To all:

It is hard to believe a week has passed by so quickly. Team 3 has completed our work here this week but the work is far from done, and Team 4 will have plenty to do when we pass off to them tomorrow. Most of us feel bittersweet about leaving. The atmosphere here is chaotic but so uplifting.

The Haitians are inspiring. They have a mental toughness that seems to allow them to do anything. They are trusting, proud, and very stoic, all qualities you can only admire. When you think about all the goodwill being spread throughout Haiti and how much it is appreciated, you realize that the efforts of so many is worth it. Those back home aren’t here to hear the stories, see the faces, get to know the patients and families, or share in their personal pain, suffering and moments of joy, but rest assured if you were, you would double your efforts.

There is no greater cause than to help those in need. No one needs it more than those here in Haiti.  I think this week has reminded us all why we chose this profession in the first place. We strive to heal, to soothe, to comfort, to provide care and compassion, to help this country and its people through this crisis. You never really feel as if you are doing enough. You do your best.  But you can see the gratitude in the Haitian’s eyes and you are glad you did what you could. There have been difficult moments for all of us. Many we will never forget. It is amazing how much your perspective can change in a week.

We have bonded with Haitians and Americans alike. We are the same, in so many ways.  You simply need to get to know them. Their response to hardship is startling.  Witnessing it, I certainly feel I will take home more than I gave.

Some stories to remember:

• An 18 year old young man we picked up from Miami hospital with a broken femur. He endured three weeks with his leg flailing around. We fixed him yesterday. Large surgery and very painful. He met us this morning sitting up in bed eating breakfast and smiling. He left today, hoping to catch up with his family, who still did not know if he was alive.

• Waking up each night to the sound of singing. Our medical unit has grown to exceed capacity, so many patients sleep outside. They have broken arms and legs, amputated limbs, open wounds with bandages that soak through in their beds, yet they find it in themselves to sing at night. We should all hope to be so full of life.

• Our coordinator at Double Harvest, who showed me around for 3 days. We told stories, worked side by side, laughed and talked. In a quiet moment I asked him if he was married. He told me his wife and one year old son were killed in the earthquake. I had spent 3 days getting to know him and had no idea of his grief. It was a difficult moment.

As it is now clear, everybody in Haiti lost someone dear to them. I learned to assume this and address my questions accordingly.  Those that survive have a long road ahead.

Tonight we will rest, secure knowing our loved ones are safe and very much looking forward to seeing them again.

John