MISSION COMPLETE

As many of you reading this already know, we are back safe and sound in the United States. The mission is over. There’s a pile of bills staring me down, dust bunnies beckoning me to chase them, and an empty fridge starving for food. Pay me, clean me, feed me. You see,...

A COMEBACK FOR CULLINGTON

One of the frustrating things about doing surgeries outside of the US is you don’t get to see long-term results. This can happen at home, too, but it’s the likely scenario when you’re on a one-week trip in another country. It’s kind of like making a movie but never...

FEELING DOWN ABOUT GOING UP

My husband woke up at 5:00 am for an early case. He went downstairs to hop on the bus and as soon as they saw him, the bus sped off. Ha, ha, ha. It was a joke. The bus stopped, he jumped in and his day began. I wasn’t feeling very well—a little gastro-intestinal issue...

A WORD FROM KATHRYN ROBISON

Kathryn Robison is the daughter of Dr. Jim Robison, one of the plastic surgeons on our trip.  She is a seventeen year-old student at Westlake high school, where she is an All American cheerleader. She is a kind, intelligent young woman with a desire to become a...

MIDWAY THROUGH OUR JOURNEY

We are at the halfway mark already and this blog has barely gotten off the ground. Something strange has happened. The more I see on this mission, the less I have to say. I’m like a deer caught in headlights—stunned silence brought on by the magnitude of the...