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Tuesday, May 3, 2022

How does this work?

For the last three weeks, Kris and I have been enjoying catching up with our current monthly financial supporters via WhatsApp, FaceTime, Duo, and Skype. It's not quite as good as seeing those people in person, but as I keep saying, a silver lining of the covid pandemic is that everyone has at least one app on their phone or computer that they can use for video conferencing! **If you are one of our current supporters in Canada - we have not contacted you yet. Serge is still working on getting our Canadian account set up, and then we'll get in touch with you about whether you are willing to switch over from Resonate or WMM to Serge.** 

Our friends in Kenya and North America have had great questions about how this whole "medical missions" thing works. So this month, I thought I'd give a run down of how our family, at least, has navigated medical school loans, licensing, board exams, finding a job/organization, and support-raising. There's a lot of detail - feel free to skim through it!

1. Medical School Loans: If you are unfamiliar with medical education and careers in the US, let me start by saying that it is very expensive. At the end of medical education, however, most physicians are well-compensated, and can afford to pay back their student loans (admittedly, some do that more quickly than others, but in most circumstances it is not an unreasonable burden). However, some of us have chosen to work in jobs that are not well-compensated, comparatively. That may include physicians who work with immigrant, Medicaid/Medicare or low-income populations in the US, or people who choose to work in the developing world especially for non-governmental organizations. On moving from residency to the Post-Residency Program with World Medical Mission, my salary dropped by half (although to be fair, I get free housing, travel and other benefits and of course, our cost of living here is low). On moving from the Post-Residency Program to Serge, my salary will stay about the same - but Kris and I will be sharing the same salary instead of each having an income. All that to say - we're not in this for the money, but I've still got an enormous pile of medical school student loan debt. Like, ENORMOUS.
There are three main ways that people in our situation deal with their debt. The first is to work for several years and pay down the debt from a "normal" physician's income. That option did not appeal to Kris and I for several reasons - since Dominic was 4 years old when I graduated from residency, we were ready to start him in school. Even if we paid off my loan debt in an amazingly fast 5 years, he would be midway through elementary when we finally made it to Africa, which would be a much more difficult transition than moving BEFORE starting school. Frankly, we also didn't want to get accustomed to a US physician lifestyle before moving to the developing world. 
The second option for dealing with debt is to apply with an organization such as MedSend, which receives donations and then uses them to help pay off medical school debt for physicians and other health care professionals. Its a great organization, and they have many other programs and opportunities to support health care providers in the developing world. 
The third option, which we have utilized, is to enroll in the Public Service Loan Forgiveness program. In summary, after making income-based loan repayments for 10 years (residency was included in that time) while working for a qualifying organization (not-for-profit among others), I can apply to have the remaining balance on my loans forgiven. Since our income is comparatively low, our payments are also low. So far, we've made about 70 payments out of the required 120, and should be eligible to apply for loan forgiveness in 2026. (Another silver lining of covid - payments were not required during approximately a 2-year period, but as long as one was working for a qualifying employer, those months counted as "payments" AND interest was not accruing during that time.) 

2. Licensing: Well, I messed this one up. Many people keep both a US medical license and a foreign medical license at all times. However, I don't have any intention to work as a physician in the US, so I let me US medical license expire AFTER checking to make sure I would still be eligible to take my OB/Gyn oral board exams. (The main motivation to NOT renew my US medical license was having to pay fees AND having to meet a certain amount of documented Continuing Medical Education, which I didn't otherwise have to do to be eligible to take that board exam.) Turns out, I received some incorrect information, and so I had to renew my US medical license and delay my oral board exam for a year (see below). Overall not the end of the world, as 2021 would have been a really difficult year to get away to take my board exam anyway.

3. Board Exams: I can't speak to every specialty, but for OB/Gyn, a written exam is required immediately on completing residency, and then an oral board exam needs to be taken within 8 years of completing residency. Before taking the oral board exam (called the "certifying exam") one has to practice as an OB/Gyn and collect cases - basically, record information about every inpatient that they have cared for and many outpatients. After passing the certifying exam, an OB/Gyn receives the designation "board certified" and has to meet certain continuing education requirements to maintain their certification. 

4. Choosing an organization: I've written about this before, but long story short, I entered college knowing that I wanted to be a physician in the developing world - not knowing ANYTHING about medical education, residency, let alone how to get a job as a physician in the developing world. For the first 7 years of medical school and residency, I learned a lot about medicine - but still didn't know ANYTHING about how I was going to get a job after residency. World Medical Mission's Post Residency Program was perfect for our family. In an effort to help new physicians and dentists (within about 5 years after residency) get started and well-established in medical missions, the PRP stations doctors in hospitals where there are (usually) other physicians and mentors. I say usually because the PRP obviously can't control if the other physicians/mentors stay in that location, but the intention for mentorship is there. The PRP also provides a salary and other benefits for the physician, and tons of logistical support and member care. They also help with finding and transitioning to another long-term "sending agency." The big down-side to the program is that it is time-limited - two years in most cases, two-and-a-half if you ask nicely for an extension due to extenuating circumstances such as a worldwide pandemic. 
Long-term sending agencies are many and varied. We looked primarily at faith-based organizations, but there are other NGOs as well (I'm not as familiar with them). Some of these sending-agencies are quite hands-off, while others have more requirements and internal programs. We chose Serge for many reasons, but the first thing that attracted us to them was that they try to send teams - not all doctors, all pastors, or all teachers, but a team that is balanced to meet needs both internally, and in the broader community. 

5. Support-raising: Again, this is probably largely dependent on each orgaization so I can only speak to our experiences. As I said with World Medical Mission, my salary and benefits were covered, but we raised money for special projects, extra expenses, Kris and Dominic's travel, medical licenses and board exams, work permits - many different things. Kris joined Resonate after we had arrived in Kenya, so he had an account and raised money for a salary and other work-related expenses, but he didn't have to meet his budget before he started drawing that salary. If his donations amounted to 70% of his budgeted amount for his salary, he received 70% of his salary that month.
With Serge, we are looking for individuals and churches who are willing to commit to monthly or annual donations, who will consider partnering with us for the next 5 years. That is to say - we don't need to have our total budget for 5 years in our account with Serge before we return to Kenya, we just need to have "pledges" or commitments from enough people to meet our monthly budget. The account is with Serge - they collect the monthly pledges, and then out of our account, pay our health insurance, salary, release or reimburse money for expenses like travel, work visa, professional licenses and development, school fees or homeschool supplies for Dominic, etc. Our term with Serge will be 5 years - four years here in Kenya, and then 1 year (maybe continuous, maybe divided up) for personal/professional development and support raising for our next term. 
I think a lot of people are intimidated by support-raising; either being the person asking for money, or being asked. I started fundraising early - I think the first thing I raised money for was when I was 10 years old, for the "Calvinettes Rock-A-Thon" (that's a story for another blog post!). Without going too deep into it - it's just money. Kris and I believe in what we're doing here. We know we could make  more money doing something else, somewhere else in the world. We know the salary we're raising is sufficient for our needs, but it is by no stretch of the imagination extravagant. We know that some people will be able to help support what we do here with financial contributions - and other people will support us in other ways. We know that being told "no" or "not now" doesn't mean that someone doesn't care about the work that we're doing - in the same way that receiving a huge financial contribution from someone doesn't mean that they care more about what we're doing. We are excited about the opportunity to tell people about Kapsowar, about the needs of the people in Kenya and throughout this region, about the way God is working and about the challenges we still face, and about the hopes we have for our future, and Kapsowar's future. 
In our last 16 days of work here in Kapsowar, in our last month before we return to Seattle and start the next season of sharing stories and asking for support, please join us in praying for Kapsowar and the community here. We still don't know who will provide OB/Gyn services after I leave. There are so many logistics that we need to work out. We want to do our first "home leave" well - and we want to be able to return to Kapsowar soon. 
We look forward to seeing many of you in the months ahead. If you want to get in touch - leave me a private message here or send me an email!

Kim

Saturday, April 2, 2022

Joining Serge, and other adventures in Philadelphia

 I first encountered the organization Serge in 2017, at the Global Missions Health Conference in Kentucky. I had already signed up for the post-residency program and had been assigned to Kapsowar, but I spoke with a few recruiters just to get a feel for other long term "sending agencies." As I remember it, Serge stood out from others in their team approach - sending not individuals or single family units, but teams of people to complement each other's activities (for example, doctor + engineer + pastor). It intrigued me enough to NOT unsubscribe from their emails. Their name also intrigued me, as it always brought to mind the Serger that I remember my mom getting when I was young. A Serger is a special type of sewing machine that creates a seam and has a blade that automatically trims the excess fabric off, creating a smooth edge. I do NOT sew (except for a button now and then) but I do remember my mom creating some pretty great Hammer pants, headbands, and even scrunchies with that machine! Four years later, as Kris and I were starting to explore ways to stay in Kapsowar, I found my old emails from Serge's recruiter (the one I had met back in 2017) and went to their website. 

Serge has spent a lot of time thinking through their name, tag line, and the explanation of their mission and vision, so I'll just copy their explanation here. Suffice it to say that although I'm not a seamstress, I do consider myself to be a bit of a crafter, as well as more than a bit of a "frayed" human, so this really resonated with me:


So, long story short, in early March our family headed to Pennsylvania for an interview and orientation with Serge. It was a quick 9 days in the US, and we were so grateful that my parents could meet us there and take care of Dominic during our 5+ days of interviews and meetings AND do all the driving for us so that we didn't have to navigate an unfamiliar area with jetlag. We are happy to be joining an organization that aligns closely with our beliefs and values, AND that they are willing to work with us in Kapsowar! This doesn't mean thay we'll be getting a whole group of teammates joining us right away, but it does give us hope that we will have a team to help with the work here, eventually. 

We will continue working in Kapsowar through mid-May, and then after some meetings and vacation in Kenya and Spain, we'll begin our first "home leave." Our schedule is still being worked out, but it will likely involve time in Washington, Montana, Utah, Michigan, Ontario, and British Columbia...and maybe beyond! It will also involve my long-awaited OB/Gyn oral board exam.

Here are some pictures from our adventures in Philadelphia! 


Getting in line at the airport - first time leaving Kenya in over 2 years!

About 2 days into our time in the US, we walked into a Travel Plaza off the tollway. Dominic took one look at the Burger King, Nathan's HotDogs, and Dunkin Donuts and declared "Oh yeah! THIS is America!"

At CVS for his first covid vaccine! Dominic was very brave, and the pharmacist was very patient when suddenly Dominic remembered that vaccines come from an injection.

Dinner with friends in Philly

Signing the Declaration of Independence

Independence Hall...

...where your service dog OR service minature horse are welcome, but your service potbelly pig will still face institutionalized discrimination 



Liberty Bell


Flying out of NYC, we were all exhausted after a quick trip!

Kris and Dad had already finished their Philly Cheesesteaks by the time I took out my phone to get a picture. Mom had some other meat sandwich that was equally as messy.

We're looking forward to many more travel photos in the months to come!

Saturday, February 26, 2022

A new teacher, and other new things

 


Many parents around the world have experienced a disruption in their childrens' education over the last two years. For some, it has been minimal - classes online for a few months, or the addition of masks and temperature checks at school. For others it may have felt more invasive - frequent testing, cancellation of certain activities and "landmark" events like prom or graduation, minimal social outlets. For still others, especially in the developing world, it has been catastrophic - complete cancellation of school for months, even more than a year. We read reports of young girls becoming mothers and leaving school altogether, something I witness in our maternity ward more frequently than I would like.

For our family, arriving in Kapsowar just before covid, we didn't really know what education would look like for Dominic. We've been piecing it together over the last two years, and generally, I'm happy to report, Dominic is getting the basics of reading, writing, and math. However, I continue to feel like an inadequate teacher - especially on mornings when I'm trying to teach, coordinate my operating schedule, and manage admissions to the maternity ward (see example photo above). 

That's one reason we are looking for alternate options. As I have said before, we are SO grateful for the short-term and long-term volunteers who have helped with Dominic's education so far. A young man, Liam, just arrived this week and has agreed to stay for 3 months (!) to help Dominic with his curriculum. We're so grateful for these opportunities for Dominic to learn from someone other than Mom and Dad! As we hope to stay here in Kapsowar for the long-term, we're exploring options that will allow us to recruit and work with a long-term teacher, for Dominic and for any other kids of long-term volunteers who may want to come here. 

Next week we're departing for an interview in the US with an organization called Serge (www.serge.org). Please join us in thanking God that a short-term volunteer has agreed to come and cover for me during our very quick trip to the US. Please pray for a good meeting with Serge, and also for strength, energy, and good SLEEP for us as we cross 8 times-zones and come back again in less than two weeks. We are hopeful that this will be the beginning of a great partnership moving forward.

Also, while I'm asking for prayers - please pray for peace in our region of Kenya. I am writing this post in my office, waiting to start a surgery. My case was "bumped" because a gunshot victim was just brought in from a rural region nearby - the fourth such shooting that I know of in the past few weeks, and of course I only know about those victims who have survived to reach the hospital. Violence is increasing between two different tribal groups in the region, and we are praying for an end to this vicious cycle.

Looking forward to seeing some of you soon!

Kim

Sunday, February 6, 2022

What's in my bag


My work bag - a freebie given to my brother-in-law Dan and passed on to me. It has seen several years of wear and tear in Utah and Kenya.

My work bag has been in desperate need of cleaning out for many, many months now. Thanks to TWO weekends off in a row, a short to-do list, and the urgency of our coming "home assignment" (more information to follow in the coming months), today is the day to delve into the depths of this somewhat bottomless pit. Inside, a few insights into life in Kapsowar.

Added this weekend - empty food containers to bring to theatre. We use containers like these to send specimens to the pathologist, as buying dedicated specimen containers for one-time use is cost prohibitive.

Two of my favorite scrub caps - the hatching dino babies came from my brother John several years ago. The orcas remind me of Seattle.

My planner - or "diary" as they call it here in Kenya. British-isms are everywhere. Two pens, one from a church and one a state farm agent with an area code I don't recognize, meaning that they were probably left by a previous volunteer. The identifiable symbols mean that these pens will consistently get returned to me when I inevitably leave them lying around.

Work stuff - well used Magio eye protection, a clean K95 (I add a paper mask over a K95 when I go to theatre in case of splashes), and my stethescope - and yes, I have used this despite being an OB/Gyn! In fact, I managed to diagnose a PDA ("machinery murmur") in a pregnant patient just a couple of weeks ago!

OB Wheels (for calculating gestational age/due date) from an outreach we did several months ago, and surgical blades which I believe someone asked me to carry to theatre, also several months ago. Oops. 

Now we're getting deeper into the bag. Prepare yourself...

Some self-care items - acetaminophen, hand lotion and sanitizer (some from the US and some from Kenya, including Purell packets from Labor and Delivery at the U of U!), a "googly eye" which fell off a craft which Dominic made for me, and inexplicably, a clothes pin.

Extra scrubs, donated by Amy, for messy days. My nurses (who do all the routine deliveries) somehow manage to come to work and leave work in pristine skirts and shirts despite conducting deliveries and cleaning the labor ward several times a day with bleach solution, and sluicing (rinsing the blood and other bodily fluids) all the sheets, blankets, etc used in maternity. I think they are likely secretly appalled at my inability to keep my clothes clean. 
Also, rain pants and umbrella. The rains here can be intense, and sometimes unpredictable, which is one of many reasons that I wear rain boots to work every day, rain or shine. (Two other reasons: dust and ants.)

Surprise! Another scrub cap (gift from Denise, a volunteer surgical tech two years ago), some clean socks (see explanation above) and some used masks (yuck). Also two shopping bags, in case a craving for sodas or chips and smokies strikes (no Uber eats or Door Dash here, the only take-out food we've gotten in town is french fries which are admittedly pretty good).

Now I've reached the strata that hasn't been seen for months. Time for a coffee break...

My favorite coffee mug from Utah - thanks Erin's parents - and some pretzel sticks lovingly dipped in chocolate by Dominic.

Near the bottom now. A lanyard with the key to the resident room that I've been hunting for, an empty food container, more sanitizer, some cars that Dominic donated to kids at the hospital [One day he decided to give ALL his hot wheels cars to the pediatrics ward, weeks before he was supposed to receive some new hot wheels track from the US. Then covid hit, the tracks - and grandparents - were delayed by a year and a half, and meanwhile his stockpile of cars was replenished. These cars that I reserved to use on his new track have been sitting in my bag ever since.], pushpins for our bulletin board at maternity, the zipper pull for the broken zipper that I keep intending to fix.


Finally empty - or not. These fell out when I turned the bag upside down - An empty and faded pen from our alma mater, a bandaid (just in case!), and a broken charging cord. Probably could part with all of these.

And on further inspection, probably could part with this bag too.

Thanks to Dr. Allan for leaving me his bag, same size but with a functioning zipper!

Thanks for joining me in completing that long-overdue chore! As you may have noticed, so many things in my life are donated, and serve as constant reminders of the love and support I receive every day. Many thanks to all of you who have helped me, and my family, to be where we are today!

Kim

Monday, January 17, 2022

All I want(ed) for Christmas...

Someday I'll write about Christmas 2021; it's something I'm still processing through. Someday I'll also write about the new year; how every year it stirs up feelings of hope and anticipation, which are balanced (or sometimes overwhelmed) with feelings of inadequacy, stagnation, and frustration. 

Today, I'm just going to post a picture of my kid. It's a picture that I wanted to post at Christmas, because like a lot of moms in my generation, I wanted my child's milestones to fall in line with a planned online update. If I've learned anything from this child, it is that he will follow his own timeline - bribes, threats, and pleading notwithstanding. 


Three weeks too late for Christmas, Dominic has a quintessential 6-year-old grin. And 20 Kenyan shillings just burning a hole in his pocket!

Happy New Year, and much love from Kenya!

Kim