the buddy system
It was invaluable..
All the tricks and planning in the world doesn't work if there isn't good team discipline. Building a cohesive team from people who may have never met is problematic... one must train so that muscle memory and trust is built in.. fortunately there was a core group of us that had worked together and everyone was very mature and adult.. this took all the stress of team inter-dynamics away as everyone stepped up and did their jobs without complaints.. we all got assigned duties..
We used ICS.. it works and it works in all scenarios
I/C.. safety officer.. team medical liaison (watched our water consumption and did sick call every morning), communications officer (GPS and anything electronic became his purview..right down to radio checks and battery checks), Hospital stores and liaison officer (got us drugs.. made trades.. made connections that no one else or other teams had.. invaluable.. he got us in the OR and exposed our team to things few people at BLS.. probably ALS will ever get to do except in combat)
Im often asked.. what could "we" as Americans do to help you...the answer is.. there is no simple answer.. donated monies disappear into black holes of organizations...
We self-funded ourselves.. it probably cost each team member about 2000.00 in food equipment travel and logistics.. some of that will be long term costs.. good equipment costs money and good equipment lasts.. there's no place for cheap stuff unless you are leaving it in country,, and we did do that with most of our gear.. only because the people needed it more than we did.. We did keep a core amount of equipment that has been cleaned and put into storage for redeployment.. we are considering making ourselves a ready action team.. deployable with three hours notice.. this requires huge hurdles to overcome..huge amounts of pre-planning and keeping everything form documents to finances up to date... we will be looking at this after the fire season
We gave away some of our radios to our interpreters.. these are educated local people who have been working for months now without a paycheck.. we gave them our tents.. our bags.. all the food we had left over.. most of what we took in with us...
We did some fund raising before we left.. but honestly this was difficult and felt like begging.. we could do this better in the future.. more public exposure would be the way to go before we left.. Americans are generous.. we probably could have raised enough money to fund the trip this way.. there's a reason governments work in disasters and not private people.. governments bring money and infrastructure.. In the case of Haiti it seems to be the other way around.. which is why things aren't happening like they should be... even the big money.. Clinton-Bush money justifiably wont flow until there are some reasonable assurances it wont get pissed away or disappear.. and Im not sure that is even possible..
We were in a funny position... our departments didn't want to pay for us to go.. they didn't want the liability or insurance disasters that could occur.. we all understood this...but it seemed like they did want the "fame" of their people deploying. Our individual stations were happy to let us go scheduling wise.. but we went as private citizens wearing station uniforms/patches (which weren't copyrighted).. (not state uniforms.. which are).. In the end we decided to make up our own uniforms and had our own shirts designed.. end of story. I personally think uniforms kept us out of a lot of trouble as it showed people a force and not a singular person... being readily identifiable was also helpful for making contacts and even getting the kids to come over and play with us...liquid bubbles.. mandatory for third world kids.. they might cry and be afraid.. blow some bubbles for them and then allow them to do same.. melts everyone... BUT.. if you give it to one be prepared to give it to all...
Ok.. the buddy system story and why
One day myself and another team member ended up on a transport alone.. going to get a group of interpreters.. at one point the bus driver became involved in an incident with a cart pusher (I mean a frigg'in huge cart with a car axle.. the cart was about 15 feet long),, the cart bumped the bus.. the bus driver bumped back hitting the cart pusher.. bam slam window pounding crap.. I got up out of my seat to get a view of what was happening and the bus driver popped the clutch hitting the cart driver again and then the bus slammed on his brakes (folks.. this is normal Haiti driving practices,, respect for life is definitely subdued)
Anyway I was standing in the open doorway when this happened and got slammed forward and then backwards hitting my head on the door frame..
My buddy looked at me in horror as I sat down with stars spinning in my head .. he exclaimed .. hey are you ok,, your bleeding big time..
After the initial shock of getting my bell rung I realized I was OK but had torn my ear getting it smashed.. ears bleed folks.. blood rich head areas do.. we all know that...
My buddy (a marine fresh out of Iraq) battlefield dressed me.. I probably looked a little strange the next two days with blood and bandages on my head treating others...
The point of all this is.. had I been alone and knocked out I would have been screwed.. I wore a boonie hat the whole time on this deployment which saved my ear.. next time Id consider a USAR helmet.. several team members also thought this would be a good precaution
Moving in the third world is dangerous and there is no room for error
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