

Hey guys,
I had something beautiful to post here but it won't work so I'll have to retype it...
We've been in the hospital 2 weeks now, our visa's came in! And it's been heavy work. I definately enjoy working here more than in India, the people are more relaxed but the resources are much more scarce.
Two days ago I was rushed to a woman when her babies head began to crown, I knew very little about her case as the student doctors (who had happened to go for lunch minutes before)had asked to do her delivery. The baby came slowly which was good for the mother but as the head came out I felt like something was wrong. I held the head as the body came and noticed it was blue and not grimacing or anything. For a few seconds we laid the baby on her mom's chest but then realized immediate rescuse was needed. My teacher swept the baby away and I remained with the mother, not knowing if she even understood that her child's life was in danger. I didn't really want to know the progress of the baby as I was afraid I wouldn't be able to focus on the mother's health. Finally a friend told me it had begun to breathe and was being rushed to another ward where there was oxygen. After the mother was cleaned up I went to check on the baby and a friend was holding it and praying over it. She looked really good and I was so relieved as I thought she was going to die. Definately a MIRACLE! Ahh....
Yesturday the same thing happened to a woman my friend Rebekka was working with. Please pray against the spirit of death in this hospital. We worked with a woman who had severe bleeding two days ago and yesturday we found out she had died after being transfered to another hospital. These deaths shouldn't be happening as regularily as they do!
I love lectures and am growing in confidence in the hospital. Yesturday a doctor trusted me enough to tell her what the dialation was of the mother and record the paper work for her. I felt really cool:)
I know I said I'd put up pictures but my computer is dead adn i'm having issues with these computers! take care.
Stef
2 comments:
I remembered recently that one of my grandsons was born a dark gray colour. Praise God for a very efficient midwife who got him to pink very quickly! Good work Stef -- and yes, praise God who breathes life into all of us. xoxo aM
Thanks so much for blogging when you can Stef - always a wonderfully refreshing 'read'. Thoughts and prayers are with you. God Bless!!(and its obvious He does) :)
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