PHOTO ESSAYS: HAITI: After the Earthquake
These photos were made while following a group of volunteers from the Treasure Coast of Florida who traveled to Haiti to provide medial relief following the earthquake in Janaruy 2010.
Photos and story by Alex Boerner
Petit Goave, Haiti - "Déyé mon, gen mon," a Haitian proverb roughly translated meaning "behind mountains, more mountains" expresses the difficulties being endured by the people of the small country the size of Maryland followig the powerful earthquake in early January of 2010.
In response to the catastrophe, a group of 15 people, including 10 current and former Treasure Coast residents, flew out of the St. Lucie County International airport the morning of Friday, January 22 to go move as many mountains as possible.
The team was put together in under 5 days by Gary Uber, co-founder of Private Family Care in Hobe Sound, and Bryan Irvine, Chaplain for the Martin County Sheriff's Department.
Irvine's brother, Dan Irvine, lives in Haiti and is area director for the missionary group Global Partners. He has been working to mobilize medical teams to reach the people affected by the earthquake.
"I asked Dan what he needed, and he said he needed some help. The next day we talked a little bit further and he asked if we could put a team together and that's how the plan came to be."
Also enlisted in the assembly was Bryan and Dan's brother-in-law, former Treasure Coast resident Kevin Jones. Jones gathered manpower from Marion, Indiana where he now lives, adding 5 more members to the team.
Upon arrival in Port-au-Prince, the group was driven to the Wesleyan Church Mission Guesthouse. It survived the earthquake and was being used as the logistical center of operations. They were met by Dan Irvine.
"I'm almost ready to have faith in humanity again," stated Dan during a greeting to everyone shortly after they had arrived. He is closely connected to the area and became emotional when speaking about the influx of manpower and supplies that have been flowing into the country from all around the world.
The next morning, a three-hour ride in the back of a truck brought the group to Petit Goave, about 50 miles southwest of Port-au-Prince where a makeshift field hospital had been assembled on the grounds of a mission built in the 1950's. There they met with an existing team of 16 that had been operating at the field hospital since a week prior, raising the number of the entire group to 31.
"Our team was just phenominal," Bryan Irvine said. "Nobody had to tell them what to do. Brian (Ridgely) the P.A. (physician's assistant) walked right up to the table, put gloves on and said 'OK, here we go.' "
Over the next four days the group would see more than 1,000 visitors with varying degrees of problems. Priority was given to people with wounds that needed dressing, babies, children and the elderly. The volunteers were working in less-than sterile conditions that demanded improvisation and patience.
"Someone asked me why I don't wear a mask? I said 'I've got 12 fleas in this open wound and they're crawling all over my istruments,' " said Dr. Shawn Swan, an obstetrician and gynecologist from Marion, Ind.
The group continued to work under the threat of another possible large earthquake, and more than 40 aftershocks. There were many successes.
An infant with meningitis was helped to survive long enough to be transported by military escort to a hospital where he was treated and released along with his twin sister who was in much better health.
But there were also setbacks.
A 12-day-old baby with pyloric stenosis, a narrowing of the intestinal tract, was born on the day of the earthquake, the same day his father died. Named in honor of his father, Emmanuel Cadet and his mother, Esthere Francois, were scheduled to be evacuated by helicopter to the U.S. Comfort hospital ship. The team did what they could to keep him alive long enough to reach the ship, but Emmanuel died before the helicopter could leave the ground.
On the morning of the group's final day in Haiti, they were awoken by the sound of soft voices. Walking from the back of the mission, around the corner of the building to the front revealed no less than 250 people, already there at 7 am, lined up, all waiting to be treated for something, and all singing in unison.
Everyone there has a story. Everyone there has lost someone they knew. Everyone there will continue to climb mountains, and there are people here dedicated to knocking them down.