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Adventures in Medicine in the Third World
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In the third world it all comes down to survival... Food, water and shelter... Everything else is fluff. I was given the privilege of going to Haiti with 15 doctors, nurses, PT’s of various skills from all over the US. They were bound together by faith and service. They were not combat doctors, they were not physically hardened, but they were committed. Commitment can get you by for a short period. After day one everyone becomes an expert about the third world.
I was coming along at the request of one of the doctors to oversee the protection of his daughter, as if I could actually do anything in the sea of humanity we were about to envelope ourselves with. I had no illusions, I knew that any real dangerous situation would overwhelm me immediately... Perhaps I was food for the masses before the plump docs.
I knew where I was going was dangerous and I knew that my perceptions may be unwelcome in a group of religious doctors going to help starving babies in the third world. I found this to be only partially true and found the doctors split in their perception of danger in the end. I come from a different place than the docs and live in a different reality. My third world forays had all been safe boat bound incursions years prior. I had to power down big-time and put my combat intensity up on the shelf.
Good Intel is the mother of all operations. I had called a family acquaintance, which was the head of the E.R. at the University of Connecticut. He had just gotten back from Haiti and gave me a no-nonsense sitrep of the “otherworld”. This was invaluable for me and allowed me to tweak my preparation. I went to work on basic maps, including earthquake maps, listed medical locations, embassy addresses, emergency phone numbers (that later when tried never worked) medical translation cards, backup visas and IDs, and putting together a plan for my own health.
My plan was to bring all my food and water for the entire week plus 1. I made a pact I would not eat or drink anything other than what I brought, or what another trusted American gave to me in a sealed bag from the US. This plan proved to be successful and kept me from getting ill when many others in the group did. Doctors don’t listen… well many of them didn’t…. I don’t think they ever would. I calculated my caloric and protein requirements and figured it out to 50 gms. of protein and about 2500-3000 calories per day as well as a minimum of 5 liters of water /electrolyte replacement. I made a mix of precooked dried beans, millet, rice, freeze dried veggies, cumin and cayenne spices (both natural antibiotics) and dried miso (for probiotics). With this I ate Ak Mak crackers and super protein Odwalla bars. My energy was excellent and I felt great the whole time. My friend, R, kept me supplied every morning with something as a treat like dried apples and the like. She was awesome and brought humanity and softness to a place lacking same and I immediately looked forward to her visits, both in person, and with little treats placed on my sleeping bag.
Adventures in Medicine in the Third World
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In the third world it all comes down to survival... Food, water and shelter... Everything else is fluff. I was given the privilege of going to Haiti with 15 doctors, nurses, PT’s of various skills from all over the US. They were bound together by faith and service. They were not combat doctors, they were not physically hardened, but they were committed. Commitment can get you by for a short period. After day one everyone becomes an expert about the third world.
I was coming along at the request of one of the doctors to oversee the protection of his daughter, as if I could actually do anything in the sea of humanity we were about to envelope ourselves with. I had no illusions, I knew that any real dangerous situation would overwhelm me immediately... Perhaps I was food for the masses before the plump docs.
I knew where I was going was dangerous and I knew that my perceptions may be unwelcome in a group of religious doctors going to help starving babies in the third world. I found this to be only partially true and found the doctors split in their perception of danger in the end. I come from a different place than the docs and live in a different reality. My third world forays had all been safe boat bound incursions years prior. I had to power down big-time and put my combat intensity up on the shelf.
Good Intel is the mother of all operations. I had called a family acquaintance, which was the head of the E.R. at the University of Connecticut. He had just gotten back from Haiti and gave me a no-nonsense sitrep of the “otherworld”. This was invaluable for me and allowed me to tweak my preparation. I went to work on basic maps, including earthquake maps, listed medical locations, embassy addresses, emergency phone numbers (that later when tried never worked) medical translation cards, backup visas and IDs, and putting together a plan for my own health.
My plan was to bring all my food and water for the entire week plus 1. I made a pact I would not eat or drink anything other than what I brought, or what another trusted American gave to me in a sealed bag from the US. This plan proved to be successful and kept me from getting ill when many others in the group did. Doctors don’t listen… well many of them didn’t…. I don’t think they ever would. I calculated my caloric and protein requirements and figured it out to 50 gms. of protein and about 2500-3000 calories per day as well as a minimum of 5 liters of water /electrolyte replacement. I made a mix of precooked dried beans, millet, rice, freeze dried veggies, cumin and cayenne spices (both natural antibiotics) and dried miso (for probiotics). With this I ate Ak Mak crackers and super protein Odwalla bars. My energy was excellent and I felt great the whole time. My friend, R, kept me supplied every morning with something as a treat like dried apples and the like. She was awesome and brought humanity and softness to a place lacking same and I immediately looked forward to her visits, both in person, and with little treats placed on my sleeping bag.