I still think about Eduardo, a ten year old boy who I met in Mexico. He was malnourished and walking the steets barefoot looking for food in trash cans. You can read about it in your local paper and see it on TV but unless you experience it first hand, you will never know the meaning of "third world". I have been given the rare gift of knowing how bad it can be and how easy it is for one person to make a difference. Occasionally when one of my patients complains about having to wait an extra day to get an MRI, I think about the poverty stricken clinics where boys like Eduardo had no food or medicine. The sight of todlers begging in the streets make our NYC homeless seems lucky by comparison.
Haitian born Michel Dodard M.D. was my friend and mentor when I was a resident in training. He went on to become chairman of Family Practice at the University of Miami and started clinics in Haiti. Every year he would lead a group of medical students and residents to Haiti so they could receive the gift that I received. He is probabaly in his clinic now trying to make the most of an impossible stuation. My thoughts are prayers are with Michel and doctor all over the world who risk their lives to help those less fortunate.
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How to donate to Doctors Without Borders
American Red Cross set up a donation system where users can text "Haiti to 90999" to make a $10 donation.