Its 5 AM!
And so begins my self-inflicted adventure to Port au Prince in Haiti. I said goodbye to my worried husband around 7.15 am at BWI and boarded the flight to San Juan. I was very worried that my bags would be too heavy but we were able to include all the prenatal and kiddie vitamin bottles I had brought with me plus a 5 pound bag of candy for the kids.
What are my emotions? I am not sure, after having so many people,including my dear husband, tell me not to go, then the security advisories and disclaimers from the American Refugee Committee (ARC) the group I am going to work with,I feel mre anxious than I usually am when I leave for a volunteer trip. The positives include the possibility of perhaps making a difference to someone in Haiti and also the chance that I may actually get more rest there!
Apart from only getting 3 hours of sleep last night and getting up with a sore back, the past few weeks are starting to take their toll. In addition to organizing a women’s seminar and having to evict a tenant from a rental property, I have had to work through my son’s “senior pranks” and graduation plus get my practice ready to do without me for two weeks and prepare for Haiti, all the while reassuring everyone that I will be coming back alive! In retrospect its been a tough year so far – a sentiment I am sure that is shared by everyone in Haiti! That thought rapidly puts everything in perspective doesn’t it?
I am hopeful that I can maintain my enthusiasm but am a little scared of being overwhelmed by the squalor and misery. My other fears are another earthquake or hurricane making orderly functioning impossible, plus I am claustrophobic so I will not be one of those surviving for days under the rubble- and then there's security.
Clues to the security situation have been provided by ARC: a casual mention that I will be picked up from the airport by an armed guard and their repeated requests that I fill out a “proof of life” form. “What is that?” I finally asked. “Just a form that lists answers to questions only you would know in case you get abducted” Aaah, yes of course!
I am anticipating up to 12 hour work days and I wonder if arriving exhausted is really doing a disservice to my potential Haitian patients.
Enough about you, what’s going on in Haiti you ask. Well I don’t know yet, I’m on a little plane on the way there from Puerto Rico. The captain says it is 33 degrees centigrade at the moment – what is that?
I will write about my initial impression and emotions shortly. Meanwhile where are my tissues……..just in case!
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As precious as is life, it is of little value if we stop living for fear of dying. Making a difference in someone else’s life renews the spirit and refreshes the soul.
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