This is the Firozabad 2020 Rotoplast team visiting the the Taj Mahal on an usually clear day following a night of fierce and cleansing thunderstorms. As we were preparing to leave on March 7, the whole world began to change. We seemed to be "ahead of the curve". Had our mission been scheduled even a … Continue reading After the Fact
In the midst of my daily activities, working to engage patients and their families with activities to take their minds off the very serious business of going into surgery, I did not really stop very often to snap pictures. My focus was to BE with those who were there, as they wove the pot-holders, as … Continue reading Backtracking
The circle is now complete. Lives have been changed. 82 people, 148 procedures. The slow awakening toward healing Yields small but noticeable gains: A smile here, a lift of the head there, An unbending of once curled fingers, A freedom of movement for an arm, or two. Each person now walks back into Their village, … Continue reading Full Circle: Closing Ceremony Poem
My role as Recreation Therapist keeps me busy "making my rounds" as a the patients are waiting for surgery in the preoperation ward, an area on the 5th floor with about 21 basic beds. I have a small table that I keep stocked with puzzles, games, crayons and coloring pages, and little toys. I go … Continue reading Surgeries
Vavita's injuries are profound. A severe burn incident that occurred some 15 years ago has impaired freedom of movement of her head, arms, and hands. My role as Recreation Therapist is to discern how best to provide some diversion that is entertaining, enjoyable, calming, during the wait before surgery. Sometimes it is just " being … Continue reading Vavita
Nikhil is a young man with a fetching smile, energetic, very bright. Among the first to arrive, I not only met him, but also his brother, mother, aunt, and grandmother-- a feisty family to entertain with puzzles drawing, card games, and a beach ball globe of the world. Nikhil spoke a bit of English, and … Continue reading Nikhil
I cannot look at the sad TV ads I cannot look at the sad TV ads That show the shivering dogs in mournful Kennels, or the grandmothers unable To come in from the cold. I cannot look At the appeals for money that grab At my tears and tear at my heart. I turn The … Continue reading Why am I Here?: A Personal Prologue
Welcome, check-in, organize, have lunch, then get back on the bus to set things up at Unity Hospital. For me, organize meant collecting all the activities, packing them up in my luggage case, ready to transport to the hospital the following day, for when we start receiving patients in the pre-op ward. THIS FIRST DAY … Continue reading Work STARTS NOW!
As we arrived at the hotel, we were greeted by our host, the Agra Taj Mahal Rotary Club (http://agratajmahalrotary.org/). Namaste means welcome. We were presented with flowers and a traditional Hindu welcoming blessing, the placement of vermilion and rice upon the forehead.
Everything went smoothly through customs, with only minor hiccups. As we stepped outside, it appeared dark and foggy. We were to discover that the thick fog was actually smog. New Delhi has the dubious honor of being ranked #1 as the WORLD'S most polluted city. Even though we were traveling as a group being met … Continue reading Arriving in India