A few months ago, Dorothy, had her fourth baby at one of the best hospitals in our province. There she was told she had a blood clot in her abdomen and would need an operation. Well according to their culture they (husband and wife ) needed to come back to her family to ask if it was ok for her to have this operation. These are the times when I don’t understand things culturally. She went, they said no and she has been living with her family in another village (the one I wrote about Caleb visiting with 5 men from Moka it’s in the blog above.)
Her husband has been telling me about her and apparently it was getting bigger and they were very afraid of the operation so therefore sort of ran away from the situation. Now her mom and dad brought her to me. When I saw her, her stomach was extended as if she was nine months pregnant and I believe the blood clot was leaking into her system for she was in severe pain. ( I’m pretty sure she was dying) I told them I would try to help them the best I could by getting hold of the doctor of the hospital that is closest, to send a dinging in order to help bring her to the hospital. Her pulse was extremely weak her pain was extremely painful she was very pale and a literally had no body fat on her except for such an extended stomach. As I looked at her and evaluated her I could see that her life was pretty close to ending. I prayed for her right there. I asked the Lord to help me with decisions and praying that that doctor would answer the phone. He is a doctor from our language group one of the only people who ever went out and was put into a university, graduated and now is one of the doctors at the hospital about 8 1/2 hours away by motor. The minute I called him the Lord answered my prayer. Quincy is his name, he has my sat phone # on his phone and he greeted me with “Hello Moka.” I spoke to him explaining the situation and he said that one of his boats was in a nearby village about an hour and a half away if we can get her to that boat then they can get her to the hospital tomorrow. This was such an answer to prayer! We sent them off with our 15hrz motor and one of their canoes. I pray that Dorothy’s life will be spared and that her eyes will be open to the gospel. I always pray that the Lord will use me and all the situations he puts me in for good and that they would understand that I have no power but my God does. Praise be to GOD!
(so sorry I have no pictures of her)
This is her oldest son “Felix” (he died while we were on furlough from malaria) the youngest is Caleb
this is her husband