Giving The Hospital To God

Today was the big hospital evacuation drill. We have one of these at the beginning of every field service so we’re all on the same page on how to get off the ship in the event of an emergency. We have “patients” in each OR who are having “surgery”. Then the alarm sounds. We gather everything we need to transport the patients off the ship quickly and safely. It’s a long process but highly valuable. This year we even did mock transport of the patients to the local hospital. It’s a great exercise in team work.

After the drill, we all met again in the hospital. We formed a giant prayer ring throughout the hospital to pray a prayer of dedication, giving the hospital to God. After all, it belongs to him. here is the prayer we all prayed out loud together, united in Christ:

Dear God
Thank you for this hospital. Thank you for each person on our team who you have called here for such a time as this. We stand together now and say this is your hospital and we desire to be a people who seek to love and serve you in it. We speak your protection and provision over each person who will be cared for by our team. We praise you for the extravagant ways you demonstrate your love and care for us. Just as you have loved us, we commit to pouring our love out on each other and on every person who is under our care. We pray you would be evident in every interaction we have, that you would give us grace and humility as we put each other above ourselves, and that we would be a unified people who represent you well. Thank you for your Spirit who rests in this place. We know we need your help to do the work that you have called us to and ask that we would know your presence by our sides every single day. We pray that the seeds of Christ’s love we will sow into both each other and our patients will blossom, grow, and abound far beyond our wildest expectations and they will bring life, not just to individuals but to communities, generations, and nations around the world forevermore.

Now to him who, by the power that is at work within us, is able to carry out his purpose and do super abundantly, far over and above all that we dare ask or think, infinitely beyond our highest prayers, desires, thoughts, hopes, or dreams. To him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations forever and ever. Amen!

I hope you’ll come in agreement with us. It’s going to be an amazing year!

His… Michelle
Philippians 1:20

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I’m back after spending 14 days “away”. I thought I would spend 40 days, but here I am. I did manage to make it to a number that had 4 in it. I don’t know if much has changed. I am still feeling quite out of sorts. But I miss my internet “family” too much to remain silent any longer. I retreated for a time. Now I have returned. Besides, I have so much more to tell you about Uganda. With that being said, let the stories recommence.

After returning from Moroto, I had the opportunity to spend the week observing the staff of the health center 4 in Nabilatuk. It is a hospital that serves a fairly large region in Karamoja. The hospital has a fairly small staff of government employees. Most of the health centers are run by the Ugandan Ministry of Health. Because the health centers are run by the government, the staff is assigned to each facility by the government in a military like fashion. The health center 4 in Nabilatuk is staffed by several nurses, a health officer (like a physician assistant), a theatre officer (like a scrub tech) midwives, an anesthesia officer (like a nurse anesthetist), lab officers, and a physician.

The week I spent at the health center 4, the physician seemed to be on strike? I t was never confirmed or denied. It was the impression I got from the staff.

The hospital was fairly busy with about 50 inpatients. The number one disease to deal with in Nabilatuk and much of Uganda is malaria. The strain is different from the Carribean strain. It is actually more deadly. People get it frequently. At least 90% of the inpatients were sick with malaria. When the rainy season arrives, the number of patients rises significantly.

The hospital serves as a great place to hear the news. There are no newspapers to speak of in the Karamoja region so news is by word of mouth. While I was at the hospital, I learned about the gunshot that occurred over the previous weekend. It seems a man from another tribe came to spy out the land for cows. He got caught. The people showed no mercy as they shot and killed him. Then they phoned his people and told them to stay away from Nabilatuk or they would suffer the same fate.

The first day at the hospital, I had the opportunity to help Domos (pictured above) do an irrigation and debridement of a hand infection. We also changed the dressing on a girl who was shot with an arrow. Her brother was angry at their mother and was trying to shoot her when she stepped in front of her mother to save her. Domos poured honey into the wound because it has many healing properties.

It is always fascinating to see the way hospitals run in other countries. This hospital was very basic, basic supplies, basic staff, basic lab tests, basic medications. In a place like this, you really get to see God as the great Physician He is. Amazing.

His… Michelle