We got the amazing chance to meet an expatriate nurse from the field who had done 4 missions with Medicens Sans Frontiers - the charity I work for. Now I’ve been working for charities for years now, most being international aid ones, but this is by far the best charity training visit I’ve ever had.
I’ve been on MSF for a few weeks now and it is honestly one of the best charities in the world. (The fact it’s only 1 of 3 charities to ever get the Nobel Peace Prize - Red Cross and Amnesty being the others - should outline how incredible they are).
This nurse joined MSF at 24 which makes her no older than 28/29 now - and has worked in some of the worst places in the world - Libya being the big one. Now our campaign just now is a malnourishment one, something I am completely knowledgeable and familiar with, but this nurse showed us some of the most horrific things, and that’s coming from someone who’s seen malnourishment issues that I’ve never even talked about.
She showed us a picture she took of a 6 year old child who weighed 3kgs. 3 fucking kgs. It’s honestly the worst thing I have ever seen in my life and I’ve seen some messed up things on the internet. That kid suffered from acute severe malnourishment - and due to a drop in support for the charity in that region, that child wasn’t saved because the charity couldnt afford to send the equipment. Never before have I felt so important and necessary at work now that I’ve seen the absolute worst that these doctors and nurses deal with every day.
I asked her at the end of her presentation, if given the chance to be face to face with someone who’s deliberating helping out our charity, what she would say to them in order to make them understand how necessary support is.
Plain and simple, all she said was “If I ever have to face the situation again where I know I can save a child’s life but do not have the equipment to do so - I wouldn’t be able to live with myself”
With this sentence ringing in my ear, I went and had my best day of fundraising in my career. People shouldn’t need to think about helping people, because when the day comes that you’re on the receiving end, you’ll be begging for people to help you out.
I think there’s something inherently foul about reblogging endless pictures of half of your followers face’s because you find them attractive. Some blogs are a constant stream of people’s faces with tags attached about how good looking they are. It’s the most shallow and transparent thing ever, and I think if I was 1 of 100 faces to appear on one of these lads’ blogs that it would completely devalue the fact that they found me attractive. This website is weird sometimes.
Tomorrow is my birthday. I’m probably doing far less than I normally would, and I’m surrounded by only a select few people, the one I’m closest too isn’t over going to be there to chill, but it’s probably going to be one of the best birthdays ever purely cause I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy my whole life. Yay for things and stuff.
(incoming lame emotions)
I am sad however as it’s the first year in about 8/9 birthdays where Darrell won’t be here to pop a ‘happy birthday auld boy’ and give me a Happy 1st Birthday card.
(it’s Malnutrition by the way. At 36 million lives a year, it kills more than cancer, HIV/AIDS, heart disease, TB and malaria COMBINED)
A big part of my job just now, or the way I like to work at least, is asking people if they know what the biggest killer on the planet is. (without using Google (even though it’s a tricky google search) - leave a reply as to what you think the answer is) Honestly, I’ve never had such troubling thoughts for the future of the planet since I started asking this question in Australia. Top answers so far:
The common cold
THE LIST GOES ON