This is Encouragement Week at Laila and Jadon’s school. We will be encouraged daily by various entities at the school. That probably is going to be a needed theme for our household this week. I’ve already received one big blessing over the next 10 days – no on call days. Let’s see how I’ll fill all of the “free time” I’ll have.
Today, I left for work early to assist with/teach a colleague an LAVH (Laparoscopic Assisted Vaginal Hysterectomy.) Simply stated, a surgeon is able to disconnect the uterus and cervix from inside the body through 3 small 1cm incisions on the lower abdomen. Then the surgeon slides the specimen out through the vagina. Kinda cool. It went very well.
Afterwards, I changed my clothes to prepare for an interview with the local newspaper regarding Michel and Regine. I joined the one of the surgeons, 2 Helping Hands volunteers, Regine and Michel in the hospital room to participate with what I thought would be an interesting interview. When we arrived at the room, the first thing I saw was Michel’s very skinny left leg out of the cast with his foot resting up on a pillow. His left knee was bent as he performed exercises pointing and flexing his foot. There was a nice pile of dark dead skin on the pillow where he clearly had been self-grooming, picking off all of the dead skin from his foot since it had been inside a cast for weeks. I had to lighten the situation.
“Dude, do you need a pedicure? You know I can’t send you back to Yole with your feet looking like that,” I said laughing.
Regine translated and the three of us chuckled at our own private joke. I gave both of them a hug just as the journalist walked in startled when her eyes landed on the pleasant pile on the pillow.
The journalist spent 15 minutes asking Michel a series of tidbit questions about his favorite TV shows, favorite American food, favorite basketball team, etc…in an obvious attempt to embellish his story. When she was finished, the surgeon asked very politely, “Now, do you want to hear the real story? It really is amazing how he actually ended up in Annapolis, Maryland from Port au Prince, Haiti.”
And amazing it is. I stayed briefly to explain our role as host family given Ricardo’s Haitian background, but I had to leave to get to office hours. As I drove to the office, I was engrossed in thoughts of how the series of events that landed Michel and Regine in Maryland occurred with few bumps in the road. I also thought of how plans for assistance here in Maryland always seem to follow through – no matter what. Could it be possible that the favor I felt in my core particularly on those first couple of days of their arrival, was actually not favor for me, but instead favor for Michel? Could we simply have been just a checkbox on God’s to-do list as He prepared this international project? I would have loved to have been a fly on the wall when that planning committee met…
God: “Ok, everyone. This project is big. We only have 5 days to finalize these plans. I have a severely injured son in Port au Prince, Haiti who needs to get to the United States for medical care to save his legs. He loves me. His family loves me. I’m thinking Annapolis, Maryland would work well. There is a missionary family from that area already in Port au Prince and they have connections with organizations called ‘Samaritans Purse’ and ‘Helping Hands.’ The home base for Helping Hands is in Annapolis, MD. I need someone to contact them and their affiliated hospital to see if they would agree to perform his medical care. I want competent, well-trained surgeons and ancillary staff taking care of Michel. I will pay them.”
Angel #1: “Done. They all agreed.”
God: “Great. I need someone to inform the Helping Hands board about the process of medical parole so Michel can leave Haiti without a Visa, and I need Regine’s Visa extended immediately.”
Angel #2: “Done. They both have clearance to stay in the U.S. for up to one year. The only problem is that with medical parole, Michel has to leave Haiti within 5 days of approval.”
God: “No problem. They need a flight to get out of Haiti ASAP. Commercial flights haven’t started up yet. I will be sure the first one begins on Friday 2/26/10 since they have to be out of there by Saturday. I’ve secured the final 2 seats on that flight to be sure they make it out of there before the deadline. Next, we need to make sure there is a host family available to house Regine and Michel during their stay in Maryland. It needs to be a Christian home - preferably one with a Haitian background to help Michel get adjusted to the U.S. since he only speaks Creole. I’m thinking perhaps a Haitian- American home with a medical background to help with translating the medical issues as he prepares for major surgeries. They need to have a bedroom on the main floor of their house. I have a family in mind. I’ve been putting them through some very rigorous testing over the past 6 months and they have come out fighting, keeping me in the center of their home.”
Angel #3: “I know exactly who you have in mind. I had someone send them an email about the situation and they volunteered without even be asked. They had some doubts initially and there were people around them expressing concern about inviting strangers into their home to live with them. However, after a very brief discussion together and after speaking with one of the surgeons planning to do the surgery, they stepped out on faith.”
God: “Perfect. We also need a backup family just in case. That family must also be Christian. They do not need to have a Haitian background. By that time, Regine and Michel may be motivated to have complete immersion in an English-speaking home to help with mastering the language.”
Angel #4: “Done.”
God: “Next, I need some of my children on the ground to be available to help in any way they can. The Helping Hands organization and the host family need to be encircled by an abundance of people who know me. I need cheerleaders – people who will continue to keep them encouraged, and motivated to do my work. They can keep them covered in prayer and do little things like give hugs or drop off special items for Regine and Michel. They can send encouragement with cards, phone calls, donations, emails, texts, money – anything to help keep these volunteers on task. This is big people. Lives will be changed forever.”
Angel #5: “Done. We’ve got lots of them.”
God: “Wonderful. Finally, we need assistance with transportation and food. There needs to be volunteers directly assisting Michel with his travel to the U.S. on the plane and in the airports. When Suleika gets to her house for the first time with Michel and Regine, Ricardo will not be available to help get Michel into the house. I have already arranged for her next door neighbor to be home that Saturday instead of playing golf, so he can get Michel inside. After Michel has his surgery 1 week later, we’ll need a number of volunteers to transport Regine to and from the hospital daily while Michel is admitted.”
Angel #6 (surely a Mommy): “Got it covered. I know that the host family will need major assistance with meals given their busy schedule. I’ve made arrangements for Mr. Michel’s mother to be there to cook when Regine and Michel arrive. She will stay until Michel has his first surgery then will return at some point when he is discharged from the hospital. I’ve also made sure that they have people around them who will be able to drop off ready-made meals. Dr. Michel’s mother will also be brought to their home safely to assist with that matter as well.”
God: “Fantastic. All of the tasks in my major checkboxes seem to be completed. I will handle the multiple minor details that are left to make this happen as seamlessly as possible. All those involved will be blessed exceedingly and abundantly above anything they could ever ask. Nice work team.”
Wow. I missed my exit.
I called my office and told them I would be a few minutes later than expected.
As the afternoon of patients flew by, I received an email on my phone offering a complementary dinner from the “Davis Kitchen.” Thinking that this perhaps was a little known food franchise or something like the Country Buffet, I was very hesitant to respond. Regine and Michel are very picky about what they eat. If it is not palatable, so much for hurting a chef’s feelings – they just won’t eat it. After pulling up the email on my computer, I realized that the “Davis kitchen” was actually my friend’s home, and since I know Jamaican homes can cook, I welcomed the invitation. She dropped off 2 pans of lasagna before I even got home. One pan was finished that night.
After dinner Jadon said, “Mommy, we need to call Mrs. Davis and thank her for real!
And thank her he did. It was delicious.
Jadon later caught my attention, “Mommy, guess what?”
“What babe?”
“I finished my spelling words so I don’t have to do them on Sunday when I’m tired.”
We high-fived the accomplishment. “Nice job!” Love it.
My nanny took Jadon with her to Laila’s swim practice and Ricardo picked them up on the way home from work. I had a few minutes to hang out at home with Regine before a volunteer came to pick her up to go back to the hospital. We laughed about silly things as usual.
That evening I received a Thank You Card from Mrs. Michel for all we’re doing to help Regine and Michel. She feels like we’re helping the entire Haitian community. Maybe we are.
I called my mom to arrange babysitting coverage for the Spring Break Holiday coming up soon then Ricardo and I had our date night to watch the series “24.”
Before I went to bed, I called a friend who had been on my mind. We met only 2 years ago on my first Girl Scout overnight camping excursion, but it feels like we’ve known each other for much longer. Her positive energy is absolutely contagious. During our conversation about our children, I laughed until I cried.
I thought about what Regine told me before, “It’s good to laugh before you go to sleep. It makes you sleep well.” In that case, I’m gonna sleep really well. Sweet dreams- here I come.
--- Suleika Just-Buddy Michel, MD