Saturday, March 14, 2015

Saturday Post -- 14/03/2015

It is the time everyone has been waiting for: Craig has gone out to do the shopping this morning, leaving me with the blog post. There was a lot of wheeling and dealing to make this happen, but I think we’re both fairly happy with the change of pace. After a 6 a.m. youth leadership prayer meeting, getting to get back into bed and not having to get back out of it for grocery shopping is gift. However, now that I am sitting here having to write an entry, I’m not entirely sure what I should say… this is probably why Craig traded with me.

My problem is not that nothing happened this week, but that sometimes communicating what did happen is quite difficult. I think most people will have picked up form last week’s entry that I had a difficult week last week, and to be honest, I was quite nervous at the beginning of this week probably for the first time since coming back. I was worried if the difficult issues from last week would carry over into my personal relationships, I was worried finding wisdom in the face of some big decisions the Foundation was facing, and I was worried about my mounting level of stress.

I like doing things well; I actually would rather not do things if I can’t do them well, which is why I don’t play sports, but I guess that’s another issue entirely. However, I do recognise that this personality trait of mine isn’t always healthy. Sometimes we are asked to do things that we just have to do, and we can’t be good at everything. I have found working in HR hard because there isn’t necessarily the feedback to assure me that I am doing things even moderately well. I only know when something else has gone wrong or I have to intervene in another situation. I understand that that’s the nature of the job, but I have found myself floundering a little, wondering if I am even remotely tackling the situations in the right way.

So, back to what happened this week… I was nervous going into work this week because I knew some big decisions were coming up and I didn’t know how to go about approaching them. To give you some background, I would like to tell you about Hernan Noza. If you get the FT Facebook newsfeed updates you’ll know that Hernan is a young Christian of 19 years old that fractured his C4 & C5 in a swimming accident. Hernan is from the rural village of San Ignacio, but had to get transported to Trinidad for better medical care. At the beginning it was very touch and go about whether he would pull through or not, but he has had spinal surgery and has stabilized, though he is now a quadriplegic.  Through various contacts with missionaries and churches, Hernan’s recovery was something that many people in our church and in FT took on board as a matter of prayer, but everyone has also mustered together to support him practically as much as possible.

Hernan suffered neglect while in the local hospital and was moved around a lot before finally being invited to stay in a room in FT’s in-patient ward. Many members from our church took his medical care seriously and he was slowly able to recover from very serious bed sores that he had developed while in hospital which had become infected, and he was finally starting to receive the physiotherapy that he needed to prevent further sores. Hernan is now able to move his shoulders and he has some sense of feeling in his arms down to his wrists. Thank you to all of you who have decided to support Hernan’s recovery with extra donations specifically designated for his medical care. The family does not have the resources to be able to afford the level of medical care he requires and they are very dependent on donations from other people. If anyone would like to support Hernan, please contact LAM Canada if you are in North America or FT UK if you are in the UK.

However, Hernan’s care from an HR point of view was getting very tricky. The board of directors initially agreed to let Hernan and his family use the in-patient ward free of charge as a way to support his recovery and not one of us on the board had a problem with this. However, what we did not anticipate was how the situation would snowball so quickly. First our doctors started treating him, then we needed to use our supplies for dressing changes, we had to hire a nurse with experience in wound care, our staff nurses had to start taking care of his needs during the day, and our cleaning staff had various tasks as well… on top of all their regular responsibilities. People were getting upset that other people weren’t carrying their weight, others didn’t understand how we could possibly contemplate this without hiring more staff, others were upset at the lack of support from Hernan’s family and keeping everyone happy was getting difficult.

By the end of last week I was at my wit’s end. I had no idea what to do. I recognised that what we were doing to support Hernan and his family was important and necessary as we are called to uphold prayerfully and practically the needs of our family in Christ. However, I was also so conscious that pushing our staff, especially our staff that still do not have a personal faith in Christ, to the brink of sanity was not showing them the love of God that I so desperately want to show people. That was the whole reason I took on this role in HR: evangelising our staff first and foremost. The tension between the two goals were becoming hard to balance and I felt that many others that I work with here maybe were not seeing that tension like I was. Some board members were working really closely with the family and saw things from their perspective, others looked at the situation in a purely medical frame of mind, while I was dealing with our own staff and their needs. This week the board had to have a very hard conversation and it was really tough that we weren’t all seeing eye to eye on various points regarding this issue. I felt very young, inexperienced and out of my depth.

And then God stepped in. Unbeknownst to us, the hospital where Hernan was staying before coming to us finally decided to take responsibility for the neglect he received while on their care and decided to try to organise a skin graft that he needs for his serious bed sores free of charge. On Tuesday, Hernan’s mother decided to move him back to Hospital Trinidad and it all kind of happened suddenly, actually while we, the board, were in our monthly meeting. From a medical perspective we are not entirely sure if this is the best decision, but the family made the call and we have to respect that. The hospital where Hernan is now staying are taking care of his medical care, but are not providing medicines or materials, so FT is still in charge of coordinating the donations received and buying the things he needs for his treatment. However, from an HR perspective, this was the breather the Foundation really needed and I was so relieved I teared up in the meeting. That might sound horrible, because of course I want the best for Hernan, who is a really sweet, but very scared young man who needs a lot of support, I just didn’t know how to juggle everyone’s needs anymore. The burden that I felt lift from not just me, but the whole situation, was palpable. The board actually turned to one another and said, “Well, guess God took care of that.”

Hernan’s skin graft is looking less likely in Trinidad. The surgeon here has decided, once Hernan had already switched hospitals, that he doesn’t want to operate because Hernan has anaemia. There is the possibility of having the skin graft done in Cochabamba by a Doctor there who seems willing, but the costs involved in that would be a lot higher. In the future, there might be a move to a rehab facility in Sucre, but the situation has not arrived at that point yet. I have been by twice this week to see him and he seems quite bored and lonely in the new hospital as he gets fewer visitors than when he was surrounded by the FT community. Craig is going to swing by this afternoon and try and watch a film with him, so we’ll see how that goes.

While my week from this point on was no less busy, the evidence of God’s intervention in such a stressful situation was exactly the encouragement I needed.

Craig talks about himself most of the time when he writes the blog, right? So I figure you don’t need to know much about what he did this week. Well, maybe I’ll tell you a little. He actually got up with me at 5:30 this morning to go to a prayer meeting of his own; a pastor’s and leader’s prayer meeting in Trinidad. However, his prayer meeting came with breakfast, mine did not. I ate a leftover brownie for breakfast instead and now my stomach hurts. Sigh… Craig also had various discipleship sessions this week, he met with Elias and they went over 2 Peter together looking at overall themes for the church’s next preaching topic, and in his free time he got completely stuck in Super Mario World 3D.

Rest assured Craig should be back next week… I’m sure his post will be funnier and make reference to things that generally go over my head.

Prayer:
  • Hernan Noza and his continued recovery. Please prayer not just for physical healing, but spiritual growth and a sense of peace. His family are also not believers, please pray that they are introduced to God's grace and love through their interaction with His people in Trinidad. 
  • Staff interactions - now that some of the pressure has been removed, the staff are settling back down again, but there might be some lingering bad feelings and underlying issues between people that were present before Hernan arrived.
Praise:
  • God's intervention when all earthly wisdom fled us - as explained above.
  • A productive week for both Craig and I in our various jobs - Craig is time managing his life months in advance, and as I can't do that, I can only watch in awe. 
  • Good discipleship sessions with various young people for both.
¡Que Dios les bendiga!

Craig and Amanda 

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