Volunteering

Week 5 marked the start of my volunteer program at The Children's Hospital in downtown San Jose. It was nice to have a break from class while still having something to accomplish each day. I went into my first week with an open mind and great expectations for the month ahead of me. After having now completed two weeks in the hospital, I definitely underestimated the emotional toll this placement would have me. My main roll as a volunteer is to walk around to each ward, or medicina, and ask if there are any  children who are alone. Because this hospital deals with many children coming from local orphanages, there is always a need for help. Not only do we provide companionship to children without families, we also provide a service for parents to get out of the hospital and take a much needed break. Although this is the best children's hospital in Central America and people come from the surrounding countries to receive care, there is still a major lack of medical staff. This means, if a parent is not with their child 24/7, there is no guarantee that their child will get the amount of attention he or she needs. It is very unfortunate, but I am glad to be able help out by just being an extra set of arms to feed, change, and comfort the children. The greatest challenge thus far has been the break in communication between myself and the parents, children, and staff. Most days I am confused and frustrated that I do not understand what is being asked of me. I am positive this challenge will continue to get easier as I finish out my placement and improve my Spanish. Another challenge I have faced is dealing with terminally ill children in general. I believe that it is a combination of not fully understanding how this would affect me and my overall lack of exposure to children in this situation before. My heart breaks each and every day I see these children suffering. I try and remember that they are fortunate and are getting the help that they deserve and need. It is difficult to keep a positive mind when you are trying to comfort a crying baby, during chemotherapy, who doesn't speak your language, and who wants nothing more than to be held by her mother. At these moments, I wish more than anything that I would be able to fill every need this child has. The feeling of helplessness is definitely lingering each day. Overall, I am very glad I am doing this program. I think I have and will learn more valuable life lessons and lessons for my future nursing career.

Weeks 3 and 4

As you all can tell, I am horrible at blogging on a regular basis. After the first two weekends of traveling and me feeling under the weather my third week of class, we decided to have a lazy weekend in San Jose. We took a day trip to Cartago, a neighboring city about 45 minutes away, to see one of the countries most famous churches, The Basilica. It was surprising to find Mass in session on a Friday but it was interesting to see a service in Spanish. My favorite part of Cartago was the massive fruit market in the center of town.

 The Basilica

Cartago fruit market

Week four came with the end of my first Spanish class. This weekend my roommates and I decided to stay in town again and plan two different day trips. Saturday we took a bus to the closest beach to San Jose, Jaco, and on Sunday we went white water rafting in The Pacuare River. Jaco is definitely not known for its beautiful sand beaches but it gets the job done. Because it is only an hour and a half bus ride, it is a popular weekend destination for students in San Jose. White water rafting has been one of the highlights of my trip thus far. The Pacuare River took us on an eighteen mile, four hour long, journey toward The Caribbean Ocean. The river runs through one of the last remaining areas in Costa Rica where native villages can be found. We enjoyed a lovely picnic with some wild pigs part way through our trip. I am excited to compare white water rafting in Colorado to my Costa Rica experience in the future.

Playa Jaco