Searching for recovery: within one of the last hospitals in the capital of Haiti Health news

The most peaceful area of ​​the entire hospital was a small pattern in its center, where the patients rested on the seats below a wooden temple. In the vicinity, a small and colorful obstacle cycle on survivors helped to restore their movement after surgery and other intensive treatments.

This is where we met Alexandro, who and his mother, YouSeline Philisma.

Alexandro was only one month old when an armed group set fire to the camp of the displaced where they were living. It was extracted from fire, alive but strongly burned.

Since then, YouSeline has been taking him to the Tabarre burning unit – the only remaining in the country.

“When I came to the hospital, it is another world. Everyone understands my little child. Everyone gives us a lot of love,” told us.

Alexandro will need to take care of the burning unit for the rest of his life. The surgeon, Donald Jacques, is one of the doctors who treat him.

Severe can leave the country. His wife and children have already done so, leaving four years ago to the United States. Armed fighters have crossed their home. Simple himself has a visa to live in Canada. But so far, he has not left.

His colleague, the surgeon, like Zafiye Kirinsan, tried to explain the feeling of the duty that is a severe share.

“If we are not here, someone will struggle,” said Kurzan.

“Personally, we are about to exhaustion. Sometimes we are about to depression. But there is also this pathological feeling with the help of a person’s daily life, and a little hope to a person in the darkest of his moments.”

But if the security situation continues to deteriorate, it is impossible to know if the Tabar Hospital will survive.

On April 11, my documentary team and I got out of the hospital gates for the first time in a week. We were heading to Pield-Ville, one of the few places in Port or Prince still under government control.

There, we walked through a soccer field near the Karibe Hotel, where a helicopter captures the global dining program. It is the only way out of the capital now.

We got to the helicopter, started its circles to chew it, and the Haiti capital began to grow smaller with our outbreak in the air, sailing over the bubble of violence below. I remember feeling comfortable.

Hospital staff remained behind them. They have no intention to leave.