IF YOU DON’T BELIEVE THAT GUANAJA, HONDURAS IS IN DESPERATE NEED FOR A HOSPITAL YOU NEED TO READ THIS.
SO TODAY WHEN I WOKE UP I WAS EXCITED. IT WAS THE DAY THAT WE WERE GOING INTO MANGROVE BIGHT (THE SMALL TOWN NEAR BY) TO SET UP ITS FIRST EVER HOSPITAL AND THE FIRST HOSPITAL ON THE ISLAND. THE WHOLE GROUP GOT UP AND WE WERE ALL REALLY EXCITED TO GO DO THIS BECAUSE IT WAS SORT OF WHAT WE HAD BEEN WAITING FOR ALL WEEK AND IT SEEMED LIKE AN OPPORTUNITY TO GO DO SOME REAL GOOD FOR THIS BEAUTIFUL ISLAND AND COMMUNITY.
WHEN WE FIRST ARRIVED AT THE HOSPITAL WE WERE VERY SURPRISED. THE OUTSIDE LOOKED LIKE IT WAS SOMETHING FROM AMERICA. IN A TOWN THAT WAS BUILT OF 2X4’S THIS BUILDING LOOKED ALMOST IMMACULATE. THEN, WHEN WE GOT INSIDE WE WERE EVEN MORE IMPRESSED. ALL OF THE LIGHTS WORKED, THERE WERE AC UNITS AND FANS ALL OVER THE PLACE, THERE WAS EVEN A SMALL WAITING AREA ALREADY SET UP, AND TILE FLOORS. BUT AS WE STARTED TO WORK WE REALIZED THAT ACTUAL STATE OF THE PLACE. IT WAS COVERED IN DUST AND LOOKED LIKE IT HADN’T BEEN USED IN YEARS THE MORE YOU WENT THROUGH IT. OF THE SUPPLIES THAT HAD BEEN DONATED TO HELP START THE HOSPITAL, A LOT OF THEM WERE MISSING AND WHAT WAS THERE WAS HAPHAZARDLY STACKED IN CARDBOARD BOXES THAT LOOKED LIKE THEY HAD BEEN SOAKED IN THE RAIN. SO WE WENT TO WORK CLEANING THE BUILDING AND UNPACKING THE BOXES. WE HAD WORKED FOR ABOUT 45 MINUTES WHEN THE POWER WENT OUT TO THE BUILDING AND ALL OF MANGROVE BIGHT. SO WE STARTED WORKING IN THE DARK WITH THE FLASHLIGHTS ON OUR PHONES. AND AFTER ABOUT 20 OR 30 MINUTES OF THE POWER BEING OUT A CAR PULLS INTO THE HOSPITAL. PEOPLE COME POURING OUT OF THE CAR CARRYING A MAN ON A COT. I WAS ALREADY OUTSIDE AT THE TIME SO I SAW THE CAR PULL IN. AND THE MAN LOOKED LIKE HE HAD BURNED HIS HAND VERY BADLY. TO THE POINT THAT HE WOULD HAVE TO LOSE HIS HAND ALMOST. WE WERE LUCKY ENOUGH TO HAVE SOME FORMER NURSES AND A DOCTOR HELPING US SETUP THE HOSPITAL SO THEY WERE ABLE TO USE THEIR KNOWLEDGE TO HELP THIS MAN.
WE FOUND OUT THAT THE MAN HAD BEEN WORKING ON THE POWER LINES AND HAD BEEN ELECTROCUTED. WE ALL SPRUNG INTO ACTION TO HELP THIS MAN AND WE HAD A FEW BASIC THINGS WE COULD DO. HE NEEDED GAUZE, TAPE, AND AN IV. A FEW OTHERS AND I WENT SEARCHING THROUGH THE BOXES TO TRY AND FIND THESE SUPPLIES AND IN THE HALF HOUR THE MAN WAS THERE WE COULD ONLY GET HIM AN IV. ( WE COULD NOT FIND THE TAPE OR THE GAUZE THIS MAN NEEDED AND WERE STILL NOT EVEN SURE IF WE HAD THOSE SUPPLIES. ) THEN THE MAN WAS TAKEN TO THE PORT ONTO THE BOAT THAT SERVED AS THE AMBULANCE SO HE COULD BE TAKEN TO ROATAN. WHICH IS THE CLOSEST PLACE WITH AN ACTUAL HOSPITAL. WE FOUND OUT LATER IN THE DAY THAT THE MAN HAD BEEN TAKEN TO HONDURAS’ CAPITAL CITY WHERE HE WAS STABLE. BUT HE HAD TO HAVE HIS HAND AMPUTATED AND MOST LIKELY HIS FOOT AS WELL.
TODAY WE PROBABLY SAVED THAT MANS LIFE AND THIS WAS NOT EVEN THE FIRST DAY THE HOSPITAL WAS OFFICIALLY OPEN. IT WAS JUST THE FIRST DAY WE OPENED THE DOORS TO GET THE PLACE SET UP.
THIS IS WHY WE SET THE GOAL TO BUY A GENERATOR FOR THE HOSPITAL SO EVEN IF THE POWER GOES OUT THE STAFF WILL STILL BE ABLE TO PROVIDE CARE.
TODAY WE WENT TO THE NEW HOSPITAL. ONCE WE GOT THERE I WAS PRESENTLY SURPRISED ON HOW NICE AND CLEAN THE BUILDING WAS. IT IS PERFECT. THE MOST IMPORTANT JOB FOR OUR GROUP WAS CLEAN ALL THE EQUIPMENT AND THE BUILDING. WHEN I SAW THE BUILDING I INITIALLY THOUGHT THAT THE HOSPITAL WAS REALLY CLOSE TO OPENING BUT WHEN I STARTED TO CLEAN I REALIZE HOW MUCH WORK WAS NEEDED IN THE HOSPITAL TO GET OPEN. ALSO WHEN WE WERE CLEANING THE POWER WENT OUT. THE POWER WENT OUT BECAUSE THE HOSPITAL DOESN’T HAVE ITS OWN GENERATOR. THE POWER COMPANY ISN’T RELIABLE AND HE POWER GOES OUT A LOT. SO IF THE HOSPITAL CAN’T AFFORD A GENERATOR THEN LIVES COULD BE LOST. WITHOUT POWER MOST MACHINES WON’T BE ABLE TO FUNCTION AND THE DOCTORS CAN’T PREFORM. FISH FOR CHANGE IS GOING TO BE A HUGE FACTOR INTO MAKING THIS DREAM A REALITY.
THEN A GUY WAS RUSHED ON A STRETCHER. HE HAD NASTY BURNS ON HIS HANDS AND FEET. IT LOOKED LIKE HE WAS GOING TO LOSE HIS HAND. IT LOOKED LIKE SOMEONE PUT A FIREWORK IN HIS BOOTS AND THE BLEW UP THROUGH THE SOULS. THE GUY WORKS ELECTRICAL AND DIDN’T HAVE GLOVES FOR SAFETY AND HE TOUCHED THE LINE AND GOT ELECTROCUTED. IF WE WEREN’T AT THE HOSPITAL AT THAT MOMENT THAT GUY MIGHT HAVE NOT SURVIVED. WHEN HE SHOWED UP EVERYONE ACTED AS QUICKLY AS POSSIBLE TO TRY TO HELP. THIS MOMENT WAS A PUNCH IN THE MOUTH ON WHY THERE NEEDS TO BE A GREAT RUNNING HOSPITAL ON THIS ISLAND. THIS HOSPITAL WILL SAVE LIVES AND STRENGTHEN THESE COMMUNITIES.
According to what little I remember from Freshman Year Bio smell is, of all the senses, one of the strongest triggers of emotion and memories. This makes sense as I can associate many smells with strong emotions and meaningful experiences. I’ll always remember the mix of fish and sweat that permeated the air when I got my first fish. That memory of that smell will always instill a sense of fulfillment and happiness. On the other hand, the memory of the smell of my Grandfather ashes, dry and ashy, will always bring an air of sadness to me. Today, for the first time in my life, a memory associated with smell will not bring sadness or nostalgia but motivation to make the world a better place. Today, in the midst of the “opening” of a hospital in Guanaja Hounduras, a man who had been severely electrocuted was rolled to the door of our unfinished hospital. The smell of his burning flesh filled the air as I and many other fish for change students scrambled to search for medicine in the dark. As horrible as that smell was, it will forever remind that even in the face of the most horrific challenges, there is something I can do to help people. Without the medical staff on hand to give pre-hospital care, that poor electrician might have died. It’s easy to see, from a purely rational, unemotional perspective why a hospital would help the people of this island. However many horrible things happen in the world daily and gaining motivation to deal with small issues can almost feel fruitless. When you are faced with something in person, talk to the people about their near-death experiences, the abstract idea of helping can turn into people you know and lives saved. Every time I make a phone call or post about raising money for that hospital, I will remember that smell and it will help me to remember the small changes I can make in this world and the people I can help.
Yesterday down here in Guanaja we had a situation we will all remember for the rest of our lives. This week one of our service works was helping get the hospital open, which will be the first ever Medical center on the island. Before hand, if someone got hurt or there was an emergency, you would have to scramble around the island and find someone to take you to Roatan... which is two hours away, only accessible by boat AND has to be during the day. Steve Brown (the owner of fish for change) and a partner of his have funded and built this hospital. So, Today we started cleaning the rooms and organizing all the donated equipment... dusting them off, organizing meds, etc. Then all of a sudden the power shuts off. Which was no big deal and we continued to work in the dark. About 30 minutes had past and then there was a siren and faint yell. That’s when chaos let loose. In comes 3 men carrying another man. We had no idea what was going on. I personally thought they were testing out efficiency in a real emergency. However, Everyone was yelling and we could tell this guy was in extreme pain. The little room started to fill up with locals as everyone was trying to figure out what was happening. I began to take in the smell of burnt rubber and flesh. Once he was on the table shouts from all directions were yelled to get bandages, water, an IV, etc. So all of us sprinted into the pitch black rooms and began scrambling through all the unpacked supplies. After about 30 minutes he was transported to Roatan. He had been electrocuted trying to fix the power outage (thus being one of the only buildings w electricity). God was truly with us & him because if that had happened 2 hours before we got there the doors would have been locked, and he could have lost his life. We have not gotten an update but we suspect him to survive, however loose his right hand, and his right foot. This really showed us how needed this hospital is. We are starting a fundraiser to raise money for a generator. Which is needed to open the doors. The sooner it’s open, the more lives saved. Help us save these people.
Guanaja is an island with 10,000 people and no hospital. All medical concerns and emergencies require an evacuation to Roatan or the mainland of Honduras, which is often impossible.
After his first fishing trip to Fly Fish Guanaja, Matt Narawki saw the desperate need and funded Guanaja’s first hospital through Food for the Poor. Matt is a Fish for Change hero and board member.
The hospital is built, but more is needed to open its doors and maintain. We’ve been in meetings with the local mayor, doctors, and the amazing people from Clinica Esperanza in Roatan to discuss what it will take.
Fish for Change students, the nurses from Roatan, and Mirella the local doctor opened the hospital a few days ago to clean the place and organize medical supplies, also funded by Matt Nawrocki through Project Cure. We started sweeping, mopping, washing walls, and moving the new equipment.
30 minutes into our work the power went out. The fans stopped, the rooms darkened and we continued our work with sweat soaking into our clothes.
Just after we mopped the first floor, dusted off the first roller bed, and opened the first boxes, there was a panicked commotion outside the hospital. Villagers were unloading a man from a taxi who was severely electrocuted while working for the power company. Our first patient had already arrived, and he was in bad shape.
The team of medics, who just happened to be there, went to work immediately. Students went scrambling for buckets of water, gauze, tape, bandages. We tore through boxes in the dark using lights from our phones. We found enough supplies for the nurses to bandage and IV the guy with fluids. We helped carry the stretcher into a truck that drove him to the boat ambulance, that took him Roatan. He lost his hand but we probably saved his life.
Our goal this week was to discover what the hospital needs to open. We learned at this stage, it needs a generator. The power company in Guanaja is very unreliable, and apparently dangerous too. The hospital can’t open without a generator, and there is no immediate funding coming from the government or anywhere else.
Fish for Change Week 4 students are going to make it happen with a social media, story-driven fundraiser. We are just waiting for a quote on the generator from San Pedro Sula.
This initiative will save lives in a beautiful place, and we know we can make it happen.
I primarily hear the crickets chirping over my head and filling my ears with constant chatter left right all around. Some louder than others. Some higher up in the trees and some on the same level as I am on the ground. These crickets remind of my conscious brain always running always thinking always working. These crickets are my good and bad thoughts battling back and forth constantly with little remorse and no time for ceasefire.
I hear the ocean breeze brushing against the palm leaves creating a pulsing swooshing sound, although quiet, the wind is there and is calming me from the chatter of the crickets near by. I can feel the wind get stronger and fill my ears with hope that this hot sticky jungle air is not permanently lingering over my head. I think of this ocean breeze as the unconscious brain talking to me, quietly and sometimes unheard, but always present. The unconscious mind is the true mediator of all actions that i decide to pursue by giving me the feeling of what is right and what is wrong. The unconscious mind is the wind coming from the massive Atlantic Ocean with so much unknown but is somehow so familiar.
Today we fished the north end of the island. The water was crystal clear, the wildlife was plentiful, and the landscape was stunning. The only thing holding back the paradise status is all the trash everywhere. It’s hard to find beach on the island that isn’t. This scenario is the same in many different parts of the world and guanaja almost represents that. It like much of the world has natural beauty that is tainted by human actions. As a part of fish for change we don’t just fish the island but we change it as well. Yesterday we helped plant mangroves and picked up trash, living up to the name we’ve given ourselves. While our contributions didn’t end pollution or global warming, it was change nonetheless and I think that every little bit helps the situation.