Dispatch 4 Haiti
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Operation Help The Help
Due to the sharp rise in violence, its highly recommend to have body armor before going, particularly armor that defeats the 7.62mm nato round. My armor weighs around 42lbs with the carrying MOLLE gear attached.
More later. Due to arrive in Port-Au-Prince @ 1545 hrs/ 1645hrs EST
Friday, February 12, 2010
New video
-Justin
Saturday, February 6, 2010
New set of rules
I had about a bag left of supplies and I dropped those off to a hospital that is still accepting patients who need critical care from the the city. At some point officials and the UN will be dragging people out of the city, and depositing them into staging areas where they will later be implanted into a "new Port-Au-Prince" Its pretty erie to see now, but I still dont understand why millions still choose to stay inside the city.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Minimal post
Powerbars and gallon jugs of water have been my best friends as well as multi vitamins....and the body armor. 90+ degree weather and the sun are brutal. Ill be backdating my posts and I will be on tomorrow. So check back throughout the day.
Missing the US, beef, beer, and shower....warm shower and toilets.
Justin
P.s. and deordorant.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Eggs,cheese, rice, potatoes, Repeat
My connectivity to the internet proved very useful when it came to figuring out what meds to use. Check out the descriptions in the videos.
While at this hospital, I perform the roles of pharmacist, triage nurse, security, and technical support. My communications system allowed doctors who speak 3 different languages to understand what medications to alternatively use, and also decode the different meds brought, as they were also in 3 different languages.
More of the hospital.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
This is no Motel 6
The ride into Port-Au_Prince is sobering, but the damage looks surprisingly minimal compared to the TV. As you get closer to the center of the city, it becomes worse. There is also something they call devastation factor. Alot of the buildings look like they were ruined before the quake, and I hate to say it, but like they didnt loose much.
Around Midday I have setup 2 comm links, and Im looking to connected the church group with me, as they declared that their aid is being held up in a port in northern DR. DR Customs have been ignoring inbound cargo and container ships labeled as Haiti aid, but it was discovered that a few companies were sending Mercedes Benz and BMWs in those containers, among drugs and other contraband. I had arranged for a Dominican helicopter to drop me in to a town where the group was, named Love Child(...not kidding) but a US navy officer advised of the time it will take for arrival plus their reliability. He suggested a "real transport"..........
Yeah thats right, my multi-million dollar ride... I was firmly told no pictures...so someone else took some for me... they just didnt know Id be strolling on out. (I dont want to hear any taxpayer dollars comments! I got alot accomplished that day.)
The makeshift hospital @ Love Child community.
Friday, January 29, 2010
Hit the ground running....
It was a fairly uneventful flight, minus the kid behind me getting sick, and for anyone who has flown before....monkey see monkey do. At the end of the flight after completely making a debacle out of my Dominican Republic customs declaration,(and totally not answering questions pertaining to my luggage) I ended up being engaged in conversation by a couple of guys who were on a church mission. They asked for my contact info and plans, and I proceeded to explain my own mission with my group that was awaiting in Haiti. I realized at that moment that Im here to help groups just like them, and with a few details still not cleared up by my team, I decided to stay the night with this group. We were all going in the same direction and area, and I felt they could be of some use to me as well. I later found out this group, Proyecto America contained over 200 for this mission to Haiti.
We head to San Cristobal for the night, and the night morning we head to a town called Jimani, DR. Its the last town before the border and it has become a staging area for many teams. Its also home of a high powered microwave link Ill be sure to take advantage of later for linking purposes later. We ended up staying in church(where else would a church group stay?) that appeared somewhat secure with a compound wall around the property.
I pretty much kept to my self, but news travelled quickly about my compact with the group. They described me as a miracle...to this day Im not sure I see that. I did find my self feeling like I was on survivor....which each person in this enormous group,having their own skill. Mine seemed to be communications, connections with government officials, "McGyvering" things that dont exist that we need or fixing them.....oh and that I have almost 200lbs of medical supplies. This group had 5 doctors, and about 10 nurses, an EMT all from Uruguay, Peru, Florida, Columbia, and a few other countries. I had things they clearly did not have and they have been on missions before...just not one immediately after a disaster.
On that first night together, there was alot of commotion outside, and I learned that people from the poverty stricken neighbor were coming to the church gates, some looking for handouts, others for spiritual support, and one in particular, was looking for transport to the DR airport. The child was only 8, and a US legal resident. The church group wanted to pay the $100 to send this child by bus to the airport, so he could be sent back home.
To ensure this wasnt a scam, I made a few phone calls to some immigration people I have worked with before, and verified the US resident ID, and passport. We also arranged for transport that we were confident would ensure the child's delivery to the airport and help check him in. We learned later he made it to his home town in Orlando, FL.
Oh yeah.....nows a good time for a little flashback story. Back in highschool when I had a choice of languages I decided to take french. Yeah, well with my father learning spanish, he advised....no protested...no...still hounds me about not choosing spanish. Everyone around me speaks either spanish.....or spanish with the exception of some Haitians who have been to DR. The french will help me later, but Im in a for a severe crash course in Spanish.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Final confirmations, destinations
The wait begins...
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
The begining......
If your reading this blog, then you know how this story
began. If you haven't seen the article, then here it is
http://www.theday.com/article/20100127/NWS01/301279925/-1/NWS
I should clear up one misunderstanding that a commenter had, I am NOT nor is anyone else being sent by Infragard, or any other branch of the government. This telecommunications company was already in the country providing internet services for a couple missions to provide support, and when the earthquake struck, they shifted gears, and asked their employee who is an Infragard member, to reach out to other member with skills in infrastructure.
I am not being paid to do this, nor are they any kickbacks.
Now that we are clear on that.......
This all started with me asking a few people to fill my duffle bag with a few medical supplies to really pack my bag. What I got were commitments that blew my mind. I began thinking that I should invest in some heavy duty luggage, and so I began looking for companies to donate luggage for this cause. I never really thought anyone would donate.....with the economy tanking like the titanic,...just ask the negative commenters on the article, and on the one about the National Guard helping out.
The reality of this is, that I am stressed, I am tired, I am cranky, but Im pushing on. Things have only really come together in the last couple of days.The request for luggage was made on the 21st, and after some vetting of my story through my employment(helps to work for a police department) my request was granted and shipped that night. By Monday the 25th, I had learned the 5.11 Tactical luggage was to arrive on the 27th originally, but after the kind people at 5.11 shipped, I noticed the tracking info stated an arrival of the 28th. My thoughts turned to scrambling for other luggage...more cost to me. At this point I actually had only 2 boxes of supplies with commitments for more. Some departments backed out for budget issues(understandable) and so I began to worry. To make a long story short, Id like to thank Hartford Fire and the Training Academy, Norwich Fire, Poquetanuck Fire, East Lyme Fire, New London Fire, Common Cents EMS supply in Old Saybrook(especially for the OBGYN kits) civilian donors, the pediatrician who gave me some great stuff, monetary donors.... Im pretty set with the luggage now with all the donations. I have some thank you cards to be written when I get back. I also want to thank my employer...the police department was awesome today, by transferring calls to me out on the road and taking info regarding my endevour.
Its a daunting task ahead of me. Its now 23:29 and I just NOW unloaded my car. I was quite tired of stopping for stoplights and being hit in the head by medical supplies from behind me.Time to pack............ Im leaving the house at 02:00.....no sleep. They always say when you prepare for things like this, day 1 is always the day before you trip... you dont sleep.