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Ash Wednesday International Women's Day - Eunice: A Mother strong

Oggi e’ l’8 marzo ed intendo porgere i miei piu’ sentiti auguri a tutte le donne che leggono il blog, a tutte le volontarie ed a tutte le sostenitrici dei nostri progetti a Chaaria.

Da quando sono in Africa, ma mia stima per la donna, per la sua forza e la sua indomabile dedizione ai valori piu’ importanti della vita, sono cresciuti in modo esponenziale.

E’ con questi sentimenti di grandissimo rispetto che intendo regalare alle lettrici la mia mimosa. Non potendo inviarvi un vero fiore, vi mando una storia di donne; una storia fra tantissime altre che avrei potuto scegliere; ogni storia e’ differente, ma da tutte si puo’ estrapolare un pensiero che mi porto dentro da tempo: la donna e’ il vero cardine di questa societa’, a partire dalla sua cellula fondamentale che e’ la famiglia.

Eccovi la storia di Eunice, che molti di voi conoscono personalmente.
 

EUNICE: UNA MAMMA FORTE

Tante sono le female figures that have impressed me deeply during my presence here to Chaar. The African woman is like a monument of patience, hard work and loyalty you can not but be deeply impressed.

Often, looking around, I am almost ashamed to be a man, whereas the average lifestyle of the "stronger sex".

would like to present a story that helped me a lot and encouraged. This affair will certainly sums up the complexity of a situation in which the true pillar of society is the woman, but gives some idea of \u200b\u200bvalue and the work of the "mothers" they are the ones who get up in the morning before anyone, they milk the cow in the darkness, preparing breakfast for her husband and children still asleep, accompanying children to school and go to the fields with the "panga" to do all the necessary work, come home at night to wash clothes and prepare the dinner to her husband and children.

I was deeply impressed by Eunice, a strong woman in many ways. I know for many years. It 'was one of the first women to give birth to Chaar: it was 1998 and I was here recently. Since she was (and is!) A 'nurse of our staff, I did everything to tell her to go to give birth to Nkubu, where would find an operating room, a delivery room equipped with a long and personal experience. I was a beginner, I was not even a delivery room, I would have to transport it to another hospital in the car on bad roads if the situation was complicated. Despite all this he repeated firmly that Eunice had decided to be followed by me and that he had full confidence, why not move from here. The baby is actually born well, though with much anxiety on my part, since she could not push and we had to do some maneuvering to say little reckless, but the Lord was near and the baby did not suffer any complication .

Also for the second child has repeated a similar story: Eunice refuses to go to Nkubu, but unfortunately this time the labor is more complicated. Fetal distress, risk of survival for the fetus. Once again I turn to Eunice and tell her that she had to undergo a caesarean section, and since they were the first time for me, I recommend again Nkubu. I also did a strong fact of not having an anesthesiologist. But once again, Eunice was adamant: "If I wanted, I was going to Nkubu even before I admit here. If there is to do this, I want you to be operated on. " Eunice worked for us, as we know, is proverbial that when we work on family and friends, we should expect all the complexities of this world. So I did intervention with a tension that was unprecedented in contrast to the calm and serenity of the mother, who was great not only during the operation but also during the postoperative course. The Lord has protected Chaar again and Eunice went home without problems five days after the operation.

few days ago the second son of Eunice was hit by a very severe form of malaria which also caused the profuse diarrhea and dehydration important.

We searched for a vein for hours, without success. The tension was evident in the air, since all feared that the child died before we were able to give any medication. Having also failed cannulation of the femoral artery and jugular vein, I made the decision that had to go to Eunice Nkubu since there is a surgeon able to find a vein in the ankle with an operation called "cut down". I had never seen that operation and then I could not do the sorcerer's apprentice.

This time the mother, obviously distressed, she accepted my proposal and appreciated my humility, as I openly said I was not able to make the "cut down". Unfortunately, even there the ordeal continued. They tried again to find a vena periferica, seviziando ancora la creatura per un giorno intero. Il giorno seguente hanno finalmente deciso per l’operazione. Eunice è rimasta fuori dalla sala operatoria per varie ore, e poi quando il bambino è uscito, le hanno detto che non erano riusciti. Rimaneva il problema di un bambino disidratato senza accesso venoso per i liquidi tanto necessari al suo corpo.

La disperazione della mamma era ormai giunta al punto di ripetere con Giobbe: “Dio ha dato, e Dio ha tolto. Sia fatta la Sua volontà”. Eunice aveva ormai deciso di abbandonarsi alla terribile ed ineluttabile situazione di suo figlio condannato a morire disidratato. Mi diceva che avrebbe voluto scappare, ma c’era come una forza che kept her pinned to the bed of her child. She wanted to scream, but the tears would stop in his throat.

At one point, a 'nurse of the department who had studied with Eunice, gives her hand a needle cannula and said, "Now it's up to you. Try as long as you can, but do not tell the other nurses because it is against the rules that a patient take his veins. "

Eunice was very good. He kept cool, and endured the terrible emotions that a mother can feel the hole while the arms and legs of her son with a needle, knowing that everyone else had already "thrown in the towel." And the Lord has rewarded la sua forza di volontà. Dopo vari tentativi, Eunice incannula una vena, che rimane funzionante per vari giorni. Al bambino si fanno rapidamente tutte le cure richieste e nel giro di una settimana si riprende completamente.

Ora Eunice è tornata a lavorare. E’ radiosa e piena di riconoscenza. Le ho chiesto che cosa ha imparato da questa esperienza. Lei mi ha detto: “Ho imparato ad essere più attenta e disponibile al pianto disperato delle mamme che qui a Chaaria perdono i loro bambini. Veder morire il proprio piccolino è una esperienza terribile, e noi spesso non diamo tempo alle donne che piangono. Ci limitiamo a dire loro che non devono fare così, che ci sono altri che soffrono in ospedale… e poi run away with the excuse that we have much to do. But it's so bad, and we must become more open to these aspects of suffering. We must fight the cynicism that often is our enemy that not even we realize. "

Here is the story of Eunice, as strong as many a mother, a column from which we can all learn something.