Wednesday, September 30, 2015

On Assignment in Dumaguete

September 29th 2015
We were on assignment in Dumaguete last weekend.  Our driver picked us up from our apartment at 3 in the morning and we made the trek to the airport. Traffic was the lightest I have seen in the 10 weeks we have been here, and we preceded to the airport in record time.  Our flight left at 5 am.  We flew south to Negros Oriental where Dumaguete is located, just off the southern tip of Cebu on the Bohol Sea.  It was a lovely setting.  We arrived in Dumaguete at 6:30 to weather that reminded us of Portland Oregon, except it was very warm.  The Hotel sent a car for us, and I was so glad they did.  Friends had suggested we just take a trike into town.  We would have been sopping wet had we followed their advice.  I have nothing against the open air Trikes; I just did not want to arrive at our meetings smelling of rain water and exhaust.
Because we have partnered with the Department of Health on the immunization initiative we were invited to the Polio inoculation kick off.  We were given VIP treatment with seats located in the middle of all their politicians.   Several people were running for re-election and wanted the spot light to further their careers.  We are very careful not to appear to be backing any politician so the fact that we were not on the program this time was a good thing.  We listened to speeches and watched the entertainment from the 3rd row.  We met other interesting people who may turn out to be good contacts as we work to bring about change in small ways.  Like the Women’s clinic at PGH I wrote about last week.  There must be some organization that would be willing to administer the affairs of the clinic.  They have need of a few more machines that could be donated as well. This gives us a good opportunity to talk about LDS charities and share what we believe.

I sat next to a man named Ralph who is a businessman from Brazil.  He has a restaurant in San Francisco that makes the best bread in town according to him.  He said his bread start is from an “Original Italian recipe” for sour dough bread.  He claims the start is over 2000 years old.  He was in Dumaguete on business; joining with the school on a project at the University of the Philippines in Dumaguete.  From there he was heading to China.
While I talked with Ralph, Norriss visited with a woman from USAID and we have a meeting with her next week.   We attended the VIP Luncheon where we enjoyed some of the local cuisine.  Meetings continued until late afternoon.  We were lucky we had left Manila on the early flight that morning as we learned that the 8 am flight had been cancelled due to weather.  There is no radar equipment at Dumaguete Airport.

We had a wonderful time the few hours we were there.  We took the Saturday morning 8 am flight, back to Manila, leaving just as the sun was coming out; we definitely have a desire to return as soon as possible.  We can see why people say it is the number 1 retirement community in the Philippines.

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Entertainment     20150924_205516
Elder Webb         20150924_204248

The Dignitaries immunizing the first volunteer: Madam Sec., Senators, Mayors and a Governor.     20150924_220447

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3. Secretary of Education Jannette P. Loreto-Garin
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Convention floor filled with Volunteers from the Barangays
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                                                                            view from our hotel with Norriss Reading
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Heading home.  Jet way in Dumeguete20150925_183127

Monday, September 28, 2015

The "Ber" months

The "Ber" months have arrived, September, October and November.  In Manila that means it is Christmas.  The Local grocery store, Shop Wise where we shop occasionally, is decked with fake Christmas trees complete with all the trimming.  Light, ribbons, tinsel, and ornaments with lots of glitz are prominently placed at the front of the store to tempt all the shoppers as they stand in the check out ques waiting their turn to pay. We have even heard Christmas music played at the Mall.  It's a little early for me to think about Christmas, and the weather is hardly convincing me that Winter is on it's way.  Last night as we were heading home from church the temp registered 86 but my cell phone indicated it feels like 101 because of the humidity.

We had a busy week which started with a meeting with Dr. Bautista and members of his staff. We are talking of partnering on a Neonatal project.  We drove downtown to Philippines General Hospital, arriving 30 minutes late.  We started our trek at 8 am for a 10 o'clock meeting, and we were late. Remember, we are in the same city.  We did not have to drive a long distance.  Fortunately, the Soleta's were there on time so we told them to start the meeting without us.

When we found the right building but we had a bit of a challenge finding a parking place. One way streets and motor trikes heading the wrong way made locating a spot particularly difficult. Fortunately, Elder Webb is exceptionally skilled in parallel parking.  He maneuvered his way into a space that left the hind bumper touching the car behind us and 6 inches to the car in front of us.  The parking attendant who came running from several hundred feet away shook his head saying over and over, very small parking space.  It was so small Norriss actually had to go back and forth a number of time before the car was secured in an acceptable way.  This is a man who seldom is challenged by parallel parking.

We walked to the campus which is shared by University of the Philippines and Philippines General Hospital.  The University is a medical school and the interns work at the hospital. This is a public hospital and the budget is stretch to the limit.  It is clean and does not have a chemical smell, but there is not service like we are use to.

First of all, there is a line of people waiting outside the hospital for their name to be called.
Once a person is admitted, they wait in an examination room to be seen by an attending physician.  

We stood in the hall waiting for someone from Dr. Bautista's office to come fetch us. We could see into the exam rooms.  Each had two beds in the room one on each side.  The rooms were separated by curtains.  As we stood waiting I happened to look back at the room just behind us.  The curtain had a gap up one side and I was surprised by what I saw. We had passed this exam room on our way to this spot and I saw a woman sitting on the edge of the bed to the right.  The next picture is what I saw on the other bed. That's right, this person didn't make it out of the examination room.  The body has been wrapped and is waiting for family to come pick it up.  There is no one to attend to needs like this. Families are responsible to provide food, medicines that are needed, sheets, towels, toilet paper and help as needed by the patient, including removal of bodies.
This is a government hospital for the general public. The staff is stretched to the limit.  They are doing the very best they can.

Sorry about this pose, but I was trying to not be obvious as I took pictures in the hospital.  This is a picture of family helping a patient.  This woman does not have a bed.  Her family member holds the IV while she tries to eat food that has been brought for her.  

You may notice that the bed in the room behind the patient in the chair is being shared by two women.
We waited about 15 minutes and then our guide arrived. We
were taken to Dr. Bautista and introduced.  We were offered Lunch since it was now close to 11 am
which allowed us time to meet staff members as well as visit with Dr. Bautista.  He is an impressive man.  He told us, how many of the staff members use their own money to help with supplies for the patients especially children. 
When we finished lunch we were given a tour of the hospital.  We were shown the women's clinic that has been remodeled.  Compared to the hospital this clinic is the Ritz.  The facility is able to handle 6 deliveries at a time with a labor room and a recovery room for added support. It seems there is no money in the budget for Administration of the clinic. So the building just sits.  Dr. told us their plan was to have interns from the medical school work there under the supervision of one doctor. With such tremendous need it is so sad to see this beautiful place sit unused.   Everything was considered except the administration.  That would fall under the hospital and there is simply no extra money.  Below you will see some of the rooms from the center.


This is the outside of the health care center.  Elder and Sister Webb on the left, Dr. Bautista in the center and Elder and Sister Soleta on the right.  Here we discuss possible solutions and ideas.  Even the dreams of doctor Bautista.

Next we were taken to the Neonatal ICU.  This is an area in the hospital reserved for high risk new borns.  We were ushered in, given gowns and allowed to make our way.  I took time to visit each station, talking with little ones who were awake.  They were responsive to my voice looking in the direction of the sounds I made.  They were so tiny and precious.  Several babies cried and it was very hard for me not to at least try to comfort them.  It made me cry to think there was no one there to cuddle or comfort these little people when there cried.  The nurses are amazing, they give as much attention to the children as they can.  They even make eye coverings for the babies who are under lights for jaundice treatment.  There are no new supplies in the budget.   What is considered disposable equipment in the U.S. is washed and used again and again. Tubing for oxygen is sterilized and reused again. Infant hats are donated sometimes, but mostly unavailable.  They do accept donations of mothers milk which they sterilize and then feed the babies.  Dr. Bautista said the infant care is good, but they loose little ones due to infections.  It is impossible to keep the ICU sterile




. The ICU is equipped with supplies and staff to care for 40 at risk infants, there were 66 registered at the time these pictures were taken.   You can see that incubators and light therapy must be shared.  Three or four babies to an incubator is normal.  In the U.S. there are restrictions that required a certain distance each child is kept from another in the nursery.

You may be asking yourself, what are they Webb's doing at this hospital in the first place.  The Church Welfare system is involved in providing aid to those in need.  LDS Charities have partnered with other NGO's to build Women's clinics or equipped them with need supplies or equipment.  This gives woman health care outside metro areas; areas closer to their remote homes and communities. Woman who live miles from a hospital have died as they tried to reach hospital when they are in labor.

We look for ways to lift the burdens of those who are so poor.  This is just one of many projects in which the Church is involved.  We are privileged to be called to work with people like Dr. Bautista and the Soletas.

We love you all,

Elder and Sister Webb

Monday, September 7, 2015

A New Day is Dawning

A new day is dawning here in Manila. The storm of yesterday has past and the sky has traces of the blue before the smog.  We had a wonderful storm roll through last night.  We walked with our friends, the Haslems, to dinner. After checking out a few new place to eat we ended up at one of Haslems favorites, FRIDAYS. I know, not very Filipino, but neither are the Haslems and Norriss is probably worse at branching out than they are.  Something familiar can be very comforting.

When we left the apartment building there was not sign of rain.  Before we finished our exploring large drops of rain were evident on the brick pavement.  We settled ourselves at our table and had just ordered our food when the winds picked up.  We watched the trees and bushes as they danced in the pre-storm.  Flashes of lightening lite up the sky and then the heavens opened up as sheets of rain poured down on our section of Manila. It poured through dinner.  We ordered dessert. Lingering, or staling  a little longer.  Our server was telling us not to worry that she could almost guarantee the storm would pass and mist would arrive so we could safely walk home with out our umbrellas, which of course we had left home.  It was almost as if the timer went off.  Moments before our departure the calm arrived and we stepped out into 98% humidity.  Funny how my body was preparing for a blast of cool air.  I am still amazed when I open a window or door after a storm expecting to feel refreshed from the rain.  I love being able to take a big deep cleansing breath, knowing the air has been washed clean.  But the cool? Well, it remains in the heavens making electricity.

We walked home with lightening strikes over head and the thrilling sound of sharp crackling thunder exploding in our ears.  But, no rain was falling.  We watch the magic show in the skies from our apartment windows for an hour after arriving home.  Lightening traveled across the entire sky West to East filling the heavens with illumination and sound. Strike after strike each a different power unharnessed.  It is such a joy to be able to see God's creative hand continuing daily, no matter where we are.  The sights and sounds of man competing with those of heaven as if there really were some kind of competition.  I am comforted by the fact that it is He who rules these Heavens for whom I serve.

We met our little street friend again today.  The one with whom we shared the apple pie last week.  He was working his section of the road ahead of us.  We watched as he made his way to our car.   I rolled down the window and the look on his face change to one of genuine pleasure,when he recognized us.  I handed him an Orange and asked "Ano po angpangalan ninyo"?  I had practice my Tagalog for just such an opportunity. Thinking, I will be able to converse with these little people. ( right) He look at me the same way he had before, like he had no idea what I had said.  So I said Name? His reply was "James".  I said, hello James. I then asked, Pwede ba kitung tulungen?   (which is suppose to mean; may I help you?)  He look deep in my eyes, got a very earnest look on his face and said, "rice"?  I told him I did not have any rice.  I'm not sure he believed me.  It may be his form of psychology #1 but he had me telling him I'm sorry, I will have some the next time we meet.  I thought of our sweet James.  What it would be like to see him on the street trying to find food for Julia.  I wondered if this was his job in the family.  Does his mother send him?  It's hard to know the circumstances of any one we meet, but I will be caring bags of rice for just such encounters from now on.

I've learned how to enter projects into the Churches computer program.  Part of our job.  The problem has been there was no one in the office here that could tell me how to do it.  CHaS is a program for Welfare.  One has to have a security pass to enter the system.  We have the pass, but no knowledge.  This has been one frustrating assignment.  Our hours are reversed from the hot line in SLC so there has been little support from them.  Elder Webb and I have made this a matter of prayer.  We are not computer wizards in the first place so our confidence in anything technical is like ZERO.  Well, yesterday a brilliant young woman, who use to work in the area office showed up to visit with Sister Smith, who has come in from SLC to follow up on some Wheel Chair distributions.  Beth, come to find out, was the person who figure out the CHaS program when it was first implemented here in the Philippines.  She taught Sister Smith when she and here husband were the welfare couple here about 8 years ago.  And they were both sitting in our office!  Sister Smith tried to help but was stumped right off.  So this darling woman, who doesn't work for the church any more, spent several hours helping me enter information and pictures.  I had worked a few things out myself, but Beth was an answer to prayers. TRULY.  She left me her number and told me to call her anytime I had a question.  "Ask and ye shall receive".

We will be meeting with two big NGO's this next week.  Looking for partners in helping the poor.  We may have some new adventures.  We will be traveling again as well.  

We miss you and love to hear the blessing you are having in your lives.  

God Bless You,

Love, 

Elder and Sister Webb

mom, grandma, Carol

These dresses are made from coconut products. They are very beautiful.