My medical mission to Haiti--An on-going saga

Immediately following the earthquake in Haiti I felt called to go. As a respiratory therapist I had no idea how I could help but I knew I had to do something. Watching the news coverage on CNN I felt nothing but frustration because while I knew I was needed I had no idea how I was going to get there. Fate intervened and within a day I was on a plane with other like minded individuals to fulfill our mission. The medical team I was honored to be a part of was amazing. So dedicated, so committed to healing. So many stories to tell, so many lives saved. What I was totally unprepared for was how I now feel once home. I want to call it post traumatic stress syndrome but that seems so selfish. How can I feel so overwhelmed with emotion when the Haitian people are living with this pain on a daily basis. I thought I was so strong, but now I feel weak. People call me a hero but the real heros are the Haitian people living their lives, day to day, with hope and love and faith of spirit. This blog is not only to share my stories but hopefully to share the beauty of these people living with such devestation and such love. I hope others who are there, have gone or are returning will find this blog a place of refuge, a place of support and a place to know how important every little thing you do matters. God bless.