Thursday, June 7, 2012

Plan your next beach getaway in Haiti!


Time to catch up on the last few days! 
So Sunday, after I posted my last blog, we heard a marching band going down the street by our compound, and realized it was two soccer teams making their way to the nearby soccer stadium – it was a match between the local high school team and the alumni.  Tons of people from the town filed into the walled-in dirt field to watch the game. We all had to pay $1 each (the foreigner price, surely) to watch the game, but of course by bringing out my wallet, I suddenly get a swarm of kids asking me for money.  The most persistent will stay by you for a half hour, telling you that they need $1 to go to school.  It puts you in a weird position to have to say no over and over again.  Even though a dollar isn’t much, there are not enough dollars for all of the children in town, and since we’re new to town, we would expect to see children everyday if we started to hand out money.
We are still waiting for the ethics review board to approve our field research before we start, but in the meantime, we went to a couple villages on Monday to explore the health posts there and see what the areas look like.  Every night this week, we have also been having evening lectures, outdoor on the porch, with this week’s visiting doctor/supervisor or the Tufts group, learning about different tropical diseases in this area.
Tuesday and Wednesday morning, Shelley and I have been hanging out at the nutrition center at the hospital here, where malnourished children arrive, sometimes with their mothers, to get breakfast and lunch, and otherwise play with toys all morning or take naps, similar to a daycare center.  We'll likely be hanging out here at least twice a week to observe and help out when we can.  Carrying around and playing with babies and toddlers – that’s right in my wheelhouse.  Using my French, I’ve also been able to chat a lot with the ladies who operate the Nutrition Center, figuring out their routines and multiple needs to better run the center and help the children recover.  The mothers come sometimes from very far away, on foot, in the heat, to come to the center and get meals for their children – sometimes the only meals that they will get that day.  One simple fix that I noticed right away was the lack of soap in the center; posters were up regarding the importance of washing hands with soap and water, yet there was no soap so the mothers and children were just rinsing their hands in the sink before eating (and we’ve seen these kids crawling on the floor, swishing around puddles of pee, and touching all kinds of unclean things).  One of the other American visitors to the compound luckily gave us a box of hotel soap that he had been collecting to donate, and we were able to bring that over. 
We noticed after the first day, with 2-year-olds drooling and coughing all over us, that we need to start wearing scrubs – which are provided for all volunteers here to use in the hospital.  Sure enough, while wearing scrubs, Shelley got peed on by a baby yesterday.  The children rarely wear diapers here (too expensive, and not typical in this area), so the babies and toddlers wear maybe just underwear, or sometimes don’t wear any bottoms at all in the nutrition center.  So I’m sure I’ll get my first pee soiling one of these days – just a matter of time!
I went from carrying around a severely wasted child yesterday falling asleep in my arms, to going to a luxurious beach resort today.  Talk about switching between totally different dimensions.  I guess that it can't hurt to promote Haiti's tourist economy.  Today the nutrition center and many non-emergency services were closed for “Fête de Dieu” (God’s Day, or Corpus Christi I believe), so we all rented a tap-tap (a pick-up truck with benches in the bed that can carry an unreasonable amount of people) for the day and made our way to a beach resort close to Cap Haitien via a hour-long bumpy ride through hilly dirt roads.  This resort was pretty amazing – it took us all a little while to adjust to its luxury.  There was a big, lovely restaurant with a bar, and a super clean and beautiful beach where we could lay on beach chairs.  The northern coast is just stunning, with green hills cascading down towards the sea, and the water is so clear, sparkling, and calm – I could just sit in the water all day.  The restaurant and bar charge US prices, so it was not cheap, but I took advantage of the opportunity to get myself a bloody mary and some grilled local conch!  We all got pretty roasted under the intense sun.  There wasn’t a cloud in the sky to shield us from the 95* heat.  Still, we all look like pink and bronze gods. 
Despite sleeping under a mosquito net in my tiny bed (which feels like sleeping on a wobble board – I think the frame is on its last legs) and dousing myself with backwoods deet, I am still getting pretty heavily lit up by mosquito bites.  To be expected – it seems to happen anywhere I go, and I better get used to it for the next 8 weeks!
We’ve been spending all of our nights on the porch working on our laptops after lectures, feverishly trying to complete seemingly never-ending IRB revisions and papers.  It seems like some reprieve is in sight though, and a day at the beach today was definitely an amazing treat.  We might actually finally have our outdoor movie night for the first time tonight that we’ve been planning for days!


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