resolve

(*3 days after i posted this blog doctors started to come back to the hospital...praise Jesus)
so i've been remembering back to my days in oaxaca. more specifically i've been reminded of the strike that went on for months and months. protests. suffering. disagreement. selfishness.
last monday some politician assaulted a doctor, i'm not sure why. so now there is a city-wide strike. the post-grad docs have been striking for a week. this is not good because they make up the majority of the staff in most hospitals here and do most of the work. the only doctors i've seen all week are head doctors that mostly only supervise and do surgeries.
the assault happened at a children's hospital and the word is that a lot of children are dying because of it. i see it first had. the maternity hospital we've been working in is way understaffed, but that's how it is in every hospital in the city. people are suffering and dying over some stupid political argument that i don't even understand. we have been working more and sending some girls for night-shifts to help pick up the slack. the girls and i have basically been doing the work of these post-grad docs who have studied for 5-7 years.
crazy? yes. absurd.
we are doing what we can, but the strike needs to end. i have seen more deaths in the past week than i have ever seen. i don't like it. GMH sees hundreds of women a day and anywhere between 70-80 births a day. they also receive referrals from all other maternity hospitals in the area, which means that other hospitals send GMH tough cases and people who can't pay.
several nights ago i was on night shift with 3 other girls. there had been a woman there all day with a heart condition. she delivered in the afternoon a beautiful little boy, dead. he was perfect, but lacking breath. she was laying on one of the beds trying to get some sleep. i was conducting a delivery in the very next bed when my staff hollie and i saw that she was having a fit. she had turned onto her belly and every muscle in her thin body was hard and flexed. hollie yelled for the 2 doctors on duty. the next thing i knew they were doing chest compressions and mouth to mouth. then i delivered a beautiful baby girl. hollie walked past me and said, "that woman just died." my world stood still. how could it be? they had to be wrong. couldn't something be done? the husband and 3 women were brought in. there was crying. the new life on her mother's breast right in front of me, and the mourning family behind me. they left, alone. i turned around and saw the woman covered with a blanket, still. why? something in my heart says it didn't need to happen that way.
we are praying that people will come to their senses, that they would get over themselves and come back to work. pray.
please pray for us too. that we would work with passion and discernment and diligence. the doctors who have been working are worn out. they've been mostly without sleep for the past week. pray for resolve.
i will have night shift tonight and tomorrow night.
Lord send your angels to minister. Jesus, come so that they might have life, and life to the full...