Wednesday, October 26, 2016

Gracias

Well. This Blogger is being uncooperative and user un-friendly!  So...here are photos without stories, and there is another story without photos!  Enjoy!  
Dr. bill injecting the hand of a lady. Another lady came back so happy with the results, that she wanted all her joints injected
Tenejapa man
Gerardo and Patricia
Penny and patients

Look carefully, Baby Edwin inside

A little soccer

Little girl eatin a hot roasted banana

Our small group devotions at dawn

Dina and Sebastian

The drive up up to Matzam, 8000 feet up.


Carolina and Rachel
Sebastian preaches and guitars play this day


Little girl in SAN Cristobal

Alfredo our driver and his family
Our Mexican team enjoys a day in the city, a rare occurrence for them

Boy with an apple

Dr. Bill shows young pt who cannot walk or talk that the hammer is not so bad!

Machine grinding corn

Harless shucking corn too!

View from our porch

Steep drive to our house
Our house. Our room, 3 of us
Twins Samy Seba

Church lady preparing chayote for lunch


Juanito

Miriam

Local kids

Church/clinic

Carolyn and baby


Girl with machete peeling an orange!

Our faithful Oculista


Baby Edwin gets lots of attention!



CARAVANA CHIXTONTIC

Day One, Week One.    Caravana Medica,  Ch'ixtontic
129 patients.  6 Medicos.  Any number of helpers!
We are situated in their church, on the side of the hill.  They built stairs last week for us, going down the side of the mount to the church and the kitchen.  They divided the church into 6 consultation rooms and a lab.  
We got organized, planned the patient flow, and set up the Oculista office.  They set up the pharmacy before we got here.  It is well stocked with the generous donations and support of so many people at home.  We hand carried tons...well, OK, not tons...and all arrived intact.  There are even 2 local dentists here who have come from another larger town.  
The day went smooth.  We saw some unusual things but a lot of manageable conditions.  No major URI s or terrible diabetics today.  The people are very shy, most having never taken a medication, or seen a physician before.  The women are all in their traditional dress.  They are not as urbanized as the people who live near the clinic in Ocosingo
We are getting a speck of a world view.  We are seeing life from another perspective.  We are IN   this culture.  It's a beautiful thing!
So here are some patients we have seen in 2 days:
  Lady with sky high Blood Pressure, literally ready to stroke out
  Man who has a headache, is dizzy, and has bad knees.  Says a flock of birds attacked him, pecking and beating at his head and that started his physical downfall....
  An 8 month old baby whose grand mal seizures started at 5 months and now she has them almost daily.  Really, really, really trying to convince her she must take the baby to be seen by a specialist
  A diabetic who has not taken his meds in many months, but whose blood,sugar today is 116!  Has been doing natural medicine, plants and herbs.  Hmmmm.  
  A 5 year old boy who wets his pants.  
  Several ladies with severe arthritis, and painful trigger fingers.  Dr. Bill injected them with cortisone and they should have good relief.
  Several ladies who work in the fields, wielding machetes, and carrying wood in a cargado sling on their head.  They have headaches....
  An 80 year old lady who lives alone and is having a hard time coping.
  A young man who spoke some English.  Lived in Ohio for 4 years before being deported.  Now he is anxious and afraid of everything, since an auto accident.

Saturday, October 15, 2016

CH'IXTONTIC. OCTOBER, 2016


IT TAKES A VILLAGE,
Well, here we are!   A full, but uneventful day of travel.  We old Gringo friends met up in Mexico City.  Nice flights, but steady rain on arrival in Tuxtla and through the mountains on the narrow, winding road to the village of Ch'ixtontic.  
The name means rocks with points.  It is a Tzeltal village of a different tribe.  They are Tenejapa people, very different from the Bachajon Tzeltal people of Ocosingo.  
The dress, food, traditions, and dialect are distinct.  They are more conservative, most still wear their traditional dress.  They are shyer, and few speak Spanish.  

Juana washing clothes for her 5 children.  We stayed in their home
Alfredo's wife, Lucia and Eva.  Alfredo is Pablo's drive.  He is friend and part of the team.  He lives in this village.

The whole village sits along a ridge winding along a pitted, dirt road, with houses on the edge, going straight up on one side and straight down on the other.   As you walk along the road, the rooftops are even with the road.  Most houses are cement.  Some are 3 story, built into the side of the mountain.  There is electricity, but no cell towers or WiFi.  There is a primary grade school, to 6 th grade.  Beyond this, the children WALK 40 minutes to a secondary school in a larger community, for 7th,8th, and 9th grade.  That's about all there is.  School is back in session after being on hiatus, government shut down, strike, whatever, for 5 months.  What a travesty.   As we played with the children at our house, the mom said that Belinda, 7, used to write her name but after being out of school for so long, now she cannot.  
Juana and the children, twins, Seba and Samy, 3, Baby Edwin, Belinda, 5, and MariSulema, 7.  Guadalupe is our friend and para- medico, who joins every caravan.

The view over the ridges and onto the other peaks is spectacular.  There are limes, avocados, mandarinas, guyabas, bananas, coffee, and corn going up and down the mounts. 

Sunday was a day of church and joyful and happy reunions.  

Our team is a melting pot of Gringos and Chiapanecans, nurses, doctors, oculistas, pastors, dish washers, drivers, and cooks.  
Indeed, it takes a village!  Caravana Medica, Ch'ixtontic, is underway!