Today I’m talking with two undergraduate students in non-healthcare fields about their interest in medical missions and in volunteering their skills. How wonderful to witness the altruism of these people! Their virtuous desires at age 20 may well result in compassion towards thousands of individuals in the future! As for the near term, I’m […]
Remember when you dreamed big? Peace Corps worker, concert pianist, research scientist, international medical volunteer. Remember when thoughts of grand accomplishments inspired your mind and energized your efforts? Weren’t those exciting, life-giving days! What’s happened to your big dreams since then? In all likelihood, life happened. Your dreams moved to second, even third
Since returning from Angola, I’ve been caring for patients at Research Medical Center, here in Kansas City. Very often, they present with fever. Here, the causes I first think of are influenza, bronchitis, and the common cold. But in Angola, I’d first be concerned about malaria, typhoid and pneumonia. Knowing what’s common in a given community
This Christmas Day I am thinking of INMED’s faculty living and serving in some of the world’s most marginal communities: Tim Myrick (Middle East), Earl Hewett (Ghana), Steve Foster (Angola), Dennis Palmer (Cameroon), Paul Gray (Ethiopia), Jean Young (Ghana), Charlie Besley (Kenya), Victor Fredlund (South Africa), Bob Matthews (Tanzania), Rory Wilson (Uganda), John Spurrier (Zambia),
This morning I’m listening to NPR describe the work of CURE Hospitals. They are primarily providing orthopedic care to physically disabled children in the poorest nations. I was just about moved to tears as I reflected on the fact that INMED students are studying at one of the CURE hospitals. About the same moment, was
When I first moved to the city of Huambo in central Angola I myself developed a severe case of dysentery, as did my family. Solution? I had a well dug in my front yard – pictured here with the concert cap over the opening. None of us every became similarly ill again. Several readers have written
Image the pain of slowly loosing your eye sight, knowing that shortly you will be utterly dependent upon others to care for your most basic needs – pain like that experienced by the man in the photo above who is now entirely blind from cataracts. Then imagine the utter joy and elation of coming
One of the pleasant characteristics of medical life in Angola is that the evening are generally quiet – except for the C-section Monday at 4 AM that just could not wait for daylight. Weekday afternoons are also predictably tranquil. I took a break from the Evangelical Medical Center of Lubango to go hiking and climbing in
Pictured above is Steve Collins. This remarkable man began his career as a pastor in Newfoundland. As one of the few educated people in the area, Steve shortly discovered the town’s people bringing all their sick to him. So off he went to medical school. In 1991, about the time I moved to Angola,
Earlier this week I was talking with a 35-year old Angolan lady who lost her left leg to a land mine 10 years ago. Angola was once home to the highest per capita concentration of land mines in the world! Then, this lady lost 8 of her ten children to fever and diarrhea. No