Friday, December 10, 2010

I am home, but the mission goes on

Lois and I left India and flew back the long trip home, but our hearts are still in India with the children, families and OpSmile team members.


We saw miracles of love, compassion and transformation right in front of us. I can't wait to see little Sarban and Anisha a few months from now when their faces have healed and they have begun their new lives.


For now we are thankful for the opportunity to have helped in some small way. Happy Holidays.

Monday, December 6, 2010

Anisha after surgery!


We came over to the hospital this morning with anticipation. What would Anisha look like today. She went into surgery yesterday afternoon and her mother and father were so anxious.

In the post-op room we saw her - and her parent were beaming. What a transformation. Where there had been a gaping hole was a beautiful new smile. We talked with them all and then Anisha's mother dictated a letter to our translator because neither mom or dad can read or write. Wow, what a letter they wrote. I'll share it later, but I can tell you it is a gift.

The little family gathered their belonging, said their goodbyes, walked to the hospital gates and disappeared into the throngs of humanity that is India. We wish them all the best, but I am confident that their lives will be so much better starting today.

Anisha's Story

Lois Ephraim and I are in India with Operation Smile. Here is one of our stories as written up by Lois:

It was late in the day on our final day of screening. As darkness was descending and the temperature was dipping, a bus rolled in from the Sonitpur District to our screening site in Guwahati. Onboard were tired parents and children who had been on the bus for 10 hours. A flat tire on the journey had doubled the travel time and they looked anxious – worried that perhaps they had arrived too late to be chosen for surgery.

Our medical volunteers were waiting at their stations to begin the process of evaluating each and every one of these children for surgery. For most of these children, it was the first time they had ever been examined by a doctor.

These families clearly were among the poorest of the poor in Assam, a state in Northeast India. In their hands, they clutched a few belongings for the journey – not knowing how long they would be staying in this place that was so far from home.

Near the end of the line of tired patients, we spotted 5-year-old Anisha Tasa and her 27-year-old mother, Sosila. They were dressed in sweaters to keep them warm in temperatures that dip low into the 50s at night. But underneath their warm and dirty sweaters were beautiful dresses. Mom wore a lovely red and gold sari and some gold bangles. Anisha was dressed in a tangerine-colored tunic and pants with lace-up black shoes. Her curly black hair was tightly knotted in two small ponytails.

It appeared that they had worn the very best clothes on the most important journey of Anisha’s life. Yet, we discovered that these were not their clothes. Mom only had 2 tattered dresses back home in her village. Anisha’s old ragged clothes wouldn’t do for her first visit to the doctor.

This family had bought these clothes on credit. They spent 25% of a month’s wages for clothing they felt was suitable for this journey to Guwahati – the site of the Operation Smile mission. I’m sure they felt that if they looked their best, perhaps they would stand a better chance of being chosen for surgery.

They live about 200 kilometers from Guwahati – in a village where life is hard for families whose only means of survival is working in rice paddies and on tea plantations to make enough income to feed their families.

Yet, rice farming is not enough to feed Sosila’s three children. So, to help support her family, she does road construction work – a job that only the most desperate woman would perform. Her husband didn’t accompany her on this trip. He was back home working in the rice paddies to help make sure the other two children at home could have food to eat.

Anisha’s enormous brown eyes stared in amazement at the flurry of activity as she moved from station to station – being screened and examined by our team of doctors. This was the very first time a doctor had ever examined her. And, surprisingly, she was not scared at all. In fact, she seemed to enjoy the attention of the doctors and nurses.

Sosila never had any money to go to a doctor about her lip. In a good month when both she and her husband are working, they make $50. Surgery was always out of the question.

Sosila clearly loves her daughter. She told us that when Anisha was born, she cried and cried as she looked at her daughters deformed lip. She had never seen a child with a cleft lip before and she was scared.

The neighbors told her that it was her fault. They said that the reason her daughter was born this way was because she “cut vegetables” (harvested) while she was pregnant. (We learned that this is a common superstitious belief in this area.)

She was grief-stricken by the sight of her daughter, tormented by the neighbors, and fearful that her baby wouldn’t even survive.

“When I tried to nurse her, the milk would come out of her nose and I thought she would die. I wanted to go for help, but we didn’t have any money.”

It’s been difficult for Sosila to watch her daughter being ridiculed and tormented on the streets of her town for the last five years. When she walks the streets, the kids make fun of her.

“Sometimes, the neighbors hit my daughter because they are frightened of her.

“The children never allow her to play with them. They say, ‘Your lip is cut, you aren’t any good. Stay away from us.’

“We are so poor and I don’t have any money to help her. It makes me feel so sad. I didn’t do anything wrong.

Amazingly, Anisha goes to school, even though the other children are cruel to her.

“They treat her so badly at school. They tell her to get away from them and she comes home and cries. But then she will still go back the next day.”

Anisha is a smart girl with so much potential – and her mother realizes that. Anisha writes the alphabet for us in Assamese – and then she recites the alphabet in English, with the coaching help of our translator. Sosila never learned to read and write, and she longs for her daughter to be educated and have opportunities that were never possible for her.

But right now, she has one big concern.

“How will she ever get married? That is my biggest worry of all. I never saw a child like this in my life before.

“If only I had money, I would have gotten help for her. But I had no money. But I always had hope that someday, she could be helped.”

Finally, after five years of waiting, her hopes were fulfilled when she heard the news she had always dreamed of.

One week ago, a neighbor told her that Operation Smile was coming to Guwahati– a city she had never visited before . She rushed out and bought their new clothes on credit. She borrowed shoes from a neighbor for Anisha to wear – she doesn’t own any shoes of her own.

“I was so excited when I heard the news – I kept telling Arisha that she could finally get surgery.”

When they boarded the district bus to come to our mission site, they were surrounded by other children with cleft lips. It was the first time they’d ever laid eyes on other children born with facial deformities. The sight was a comfort to Sosila.

“I was delighted,” Sosila told us. “Now I know that I am not the only mother who has a child with this problem.”

Sosila was hungry, tired and a little nervous about the events to come. Anisha seemed calm and quite delighted by the attention she was getting.

Sitting on a chair in her new dress, clicking her black shoes together, she drew her letters and numbers with a crayon we had given her. She loves to draw and seems to have a quiet understanding of the amazing events that are about to unfold in her life.

Her adoring mom wraps her arms around her daughter and tells us how she feels after so many years of suffering.

“I never gave up. I always had hope that someday she could have this surgery – but I knew that I would never have the finances to afford it. I was so excited to hear that everything was free – we could get free transportation, free lodging, and we would not have to pay for surgery.

“Now, I hope that after her surgery, she will grow up and become a great person.”


Click here for Will's photos from this medical mission.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

First day of surgery in Guwahati, India


Today was the first day of surgery on the Operation Smile Guwahati, India Mission. Children and their families had spent the night in the hospital. For many, this was the first time ever in a hospital.

At 7am the first patients were ready to be taken into the operation rooms. Eight operating tables were in full use today. Each child said goodbye to their parents and left in the arms of a loving stranger. The parents were anxious as they waited, but in less than an hour the children came out of the operating theater transformed forever - new smiles on their faces.

Bill and Kathy Magee, the founders of Operations Smile were on site greeting patients and medical staff and inspiring us all. They are living examples of what volunteers can do to change the lives of people, both physically and perhaps more importantly, in spirit.

As the day turned into night, the medical team was still working finishing up the day's surgeries, bedding down those who would spend the night at the hospital for surgery tomorrow and tenderly caring for those who had received life-changing surgery today. And the amazing thing is that these volunteers do it with such grace, day after day.


Tomorrow we will follow 5 year old Sarban through the process. Right before we left the hospital he gave us a big hug and then climbed into bed under a mosquito net. Sleep well little guy. Tomorrow will be a very special day.

Friday, December 3, 2010

Operation Smile India Day 3


I was up at the crack of dawn again today as the call to worship sounded outside my hotel window. We selected two children to follow through the surgery process - a cute little girl, Anisha, who arrived with her mother last night, and a lively little boy, Sarban, who we met on at screening the day before with his dad. Both are 5 years old and small for their age.

Today we loaded the children and their families into cars and drove to a village on the outskirts of Guwahati. We saw a typical day in their lives. Doing household chores, working in the rice fields, going to school. Things that every child does. But there is a difference. These children and their families are shunned, avoided, teased and sometimes beaten. Somehow they survive the daily ordeals of being very different. Somehow they keep their hope alive. Someday maybe their faces will be healed and they will become accepted by their families, their friends and their communities.

For these children that someday will be Sunday when they go into surgery broken and come out in as little as 45 minutes whole and complete. What a day Sunday will be.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Tremendous need in India

It was chilly this morning as we walked to the hospital for what would be our first day of screening on this Operation Smile mission trip.

We had heard of the huge crowd that had been screened the day before we arrived. There are so many untreated cleft lips in India. On the last mission over 1800 had come hoping for the surgery that would transform their lives. Most were turned away because there was not enough time or surgeons to handle the number who needed it. That is why Operation Smile decided to do a mega mission. 500 surgeries is the target for this mission which will include two teams back-to-back.

So many of this team are familiar to me. Surgeons and medical personnel that I have worked with in Bolpur, Rwanda, Haiti, Venezuela, Honduras and Vietnam. They are true heroes who give of their time and talents to help people they don't even know. They have traveled half way around the world to help this time.

We met a little girl named Namita Bora. She is 6 years old and doesn't go to school because the other children tease her too much. Her family is very poor. In fact, she borrowed the clothes she is wearing from relatives and neighbors to make the 17 hour journey to the hospital today.

Winging to India

It is a long way to Northeast India from Los Angeles. A very long way. I left my house in California at 5pm Sunday evening and then landed in Munich, Germany the next afternoon in a freezing snow storm. It was here I met up with Lois Ephraim from the Russ Reid Company. From Munich we flew to Delhi, India overnight and then in the afternoon we flew on to Guwahati arriving after the sun went down Tuesday night.

Back in India once again. The last time was 2005. If you have been here you know. The sights and sounds and smells are like no other place in the world. And we were immersed in all that is India in the 45 minute drive from the airport to downtown Guwahati. Narrowly missing pedestrians, animals and other vehicles that were scurrying down the narrow road.

But after a long trip and the harrowing ride to town we are energized to witness the good work of Operation Smile once again.