We learned that orphans are easier to ignore before you know their names. They are easier to ignore before you see their faces. It is easier to pretend they're not real before you hold them in your arms. But once you do, everything changes. -David Platt

Thursday, May 28, 2015

My First Visitor at COTP

I had my first visitor at COTP last week.  It was so fun to have Jess down here visiting me.  The two of us first met in Haiti when we were both volunteering at Bernard Mevs, in Port Au Prince.  We traveled together when I visited COTP for the first time and she was with me on my trip last November when I decided to move here.  So it seemed only fitting that she'd be my first visitor in my new home.  It's so fun to have someone from home who has had a glimpse of my life here in Haiti.  Someone who has seen where I live.  Someone who also knows these kids' names and has held them in her arms.  Someone who knows what it's like to ride a moto through Cap Haitien.  Someone who has experienced the beauty of Haiti's mountains and beaches with me.  Someone who considers a week spent visiting an orphanage in Haiti to be the perfect "vacation" from life in the States. 




Jess has a gift with photography.  She blessed us last week by snapping a ton of candid pictures of the kids and even doing a few family photos.  Here is a peek at Jess' week at COTP...





































From me, B, and all the kids at Children of the Promise, thanks for visiting Jess!  Hurry back! 


Children of the Promise has given permission for the posting of the photos on this site.  Photos taken of  the children in the care of Children of the Promise are not to be posted publicly without explicit permission given by Children of the Promise.

Saturday, May 9, 2015

Nurses' Week


In light of Nurses’ Week I was reflecting a bit on my nursing career. I realized yesterday that I’ve been a nurse for ten years now...how the heck did that happen? I’ve also been a nurse practitioner for four years, which hardly seems possible either. There have been so many memorable moments in ten years of nursing, many laughs, and many tears. 

I worked in pediatric oncology and bone marrow transplant for ten years in the States. Though it could be unbelievably challenging at times, I loved my job. I loved the kids that I took care of. I loved the way I got to build relationships with them and their families. I loved celebrating the big milestones with end of chemo parties or singing to kids as they rang the end of treatment bell. I loved that even on the toughest days, when the medicine and treatments weren’t enough, I could at least love these kids and their families through those dark times. Yes, working in pediatric oncology is tough, but I loved it as well as the challenge of taking care of such medically complex patients. 

Taking care of those patients was certainly a challenge. Those kids would sometimes come with years of past medical history. We’d order countless diagnostic tests, give them dozens of medications in a single day, and place them on ventilators and dialysis. Every resource of modern medicine was available.  

Now I'm at the absolute opposite end of the spectrum. I’ve seen kids die from malnutrition and diarrhea in hospitals in Haiti. Resources are scarce. Conditions that could easily be managed in the States, are often a challenge here. I’m not ordering CT scans, administering stem cell transplants, or performing procedures in the operating room. My work days are so very different here, and yet I love it just as much.


Thank you to all of the nurses and nurse practitioners that have taught me along the way. After ten years of working in pediatric oncology and serving on many short term medical mission trips, I've worked alongside some of the most compassionate, empathetic, and incredible individuals you could ever hope to meet. Happy Nurses' Week to all of you!

Yes, there have certainly been many memorable moments in my ten years of nursing. There have been so very many kids, in both the States and in Haiti, that have left their mark on my heart. I look forward to seeing what the next chapter brings.
















Thursday, May 7, 2015

One Month In Haiti

It's been just over a month since I moved to Haiti, though sometimes it seems like a lifetime ago that I was in Florida. I have no idea how to sum up the first month here.  I didn't expect the transition to be easy, but it has been much harder than I anticipated. There have been good days. There have been bad days. But there hasn't been a single day that I've doubted that I'm right where God wants me to be.

Sometimes I find myself just stopping to think how incredibly lucky I am to live the life that I do. Don’t get me wrong, life in Haiti comes with its fair share of challenges, but it’s full of a lot of beauty and grace too. Feeding a baby, dancing with a room full of toddlers, playing with kids beneath the mango tree, these are the little moments that fill up my days. I am so glad that God called me to Haiti, to Children of the Promise. This calling isn’t always easy, but it’s worth it. These kids are so very worth it. I live a blessed life indeed.

"Therefore, my dear brothers, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain.” -1 Corinthians 15:58














Children of the Promise has given permission for the posting of the photos on this site.  Photos taken of  the children in the care of Children of the Promise are not to be posted publicly without explicit permission given by Children of the Promise.


Saturday, December 13, 2014

The next big adventure...


In 2010 I made my first trip to Haiti. A group from my hospital was going to assist in the relief efforts following the earthquake. I had been on a few medical mission trips in the past, and this seemed like a great opportunity to use my skills to serve the people of Haiti. I had no idea how that decision would go on to change my life.

Over the next several years, I made ten more trips to Haiti, spending the majority of my time volunteering at a hospital in Port Au Prince. God continued to grow my heart for Haiti and I was falling more and more in love with the country and its people. At the end of 2012, I decided to spend a few months in Haiti, to help me decide if moving there full time might be in my future. The experience was incredible but I came back to the States with the realization that, although I loved the organization I was working with, it wasn’t the right fit for me to make a full time commitment to. So I just continued to pray, “God if you want me to go to Haiti, lead me to the right place.”

In July I was in Haiti volunteering for a week at the hospital in Port Au Prince. Through a roundabout series of events, I ended up having the opportunity to visit Children of the Promise (COTP), an orphanage in Cap Haitien, for a couple days. I immediately felt at home and, call me crazy, but by the end of the weekend I knew that on some level I would play a role in COTP's future. I saw how COTP was striving to meet the physical, emotional, and spiritual needs of the kids and families in their care, and it was something I wanted to be a part of. After a month of prayer, I emailed the directors of COTP and we began discussing what it would look like for me to join their team. As it turns out, they were actually praying at the same time that a nurse practitioner would consider joining their team.

In November, I made my second trip to COTP. At the end of my time there, it became abundantly clear, this was where God was leading me. My skill set as a nurse practitioner is a perfect fit for COTP’s need for a medical manager. I’ll be overseeing the medical care of the kids in the orphanage, helping to train Haitian medical staff, and assisting with many of COTP’s other programs including their prenatal program and formula program. Looking back, I can’t help but see how all my experiences in Haiti over the past five years have lead me to this place and helped to equip me for this role.

God has called me to serve in Haiti and I couldn’t be more excited to follow His lead and to join the team at COTP. Prayerfully, I’ll be moving to Cap Haitien by March 2015. This next season of life is sure to be a crazy one, and I humbly ask for your support as I embark on this new endeavor. 





Above is a list of expenses I will incur during my first year. As medical manager, my goal is to fundraise, not only for my own expenses, but also for the medical budget of the programs I’ll be overseeing at Children of the Promise. Please consider becoming a monthly supporter of $30, $50, $100, or whatever amount is comfortable. I would love to have a team of at least 25 monthly supporters before I leave for Haiti. The sooner I reach my goal, the sooner I can get on the ground in Haiti and start caring for the children there. Please help me to reach my goal by March 2015.


Monthly pledges and one time donations can be made online at www.childrenofthepromise.org. Please type in “Courtney Irwin” in the designation box. If you prefer, you can also mail a check to Children of the Promise at PO Box 123, Prinsburg, MN 56281. 


I would love your help!
  • Pray, Pray, Pray
  • Individuals to become monthly supporters
  • Churches and Businesses to partner with me
  • Donations to help fund specific needs


Thank you for your prayers and financial support! I look forward to keeping you updated on my work in Haiti. 

Saturday, January 5, 2013

Haiti's only NICU needs our help

This letter was written by David, a fellow volunteer with Project Medishare.  Due to funding cuts, the woman who was responsible for cleaning the pediatric ward, including the NICU, was recently let go.  Following her termination there has been a drastic increase in the mortality rate in the NICU, many babies dying from sepsis.  We are hoping that we can raise the funds to cover her salary, a mere $350 a month.  David wrote this letter to the National Association of Neonatal Nurses asking for their help...

I'm sending you this letter because of a trip I recently took over Christmas to volunteer at a hospital in Port-au-Prince, Haiti. It was my first such experience volunteering internationally as a nurse, and I had little idea of what was in store for me on my trip. I volunteered with Project Medishare, a group founded by physicians at the University of Miami. Immediately after the 2010 earthquake, they established a permanent hospital in the middle of Cite Militaire, an impoverished neighborhood in Port-au-Prince. Together with MSF and a paltry few remaining government-run hospitals, they are responsible for the acute care of an estimated 3.7 million Haitian people, up to a quarter of which are still displaced, living in tents and other makeshift structures. I want to share with you the story of our experience the week we arrived:

Day 1: A rotation in pediatrics. Understand that I am not a pediatric nurse. Aside from caring for some post-op BMTs and T&As, my last interaction with an infant-to-school-aged population was in nursing school. Lots of hydrocephalus. Shunts are intermittently successful and surgical histories frequently hard to come by. Lots of infection. Many children are orphaned; their parents don't return because they are unable to care for them. The children here who do have families are constantly attended to by them. Mothers are here 24 hours a day, washing, feeding, and changing their children, sleeping upright in folding chairs. The NICU is separated from the peds ward by a doorless doorjamb. The sound of monitors alarming proliferates the whole building. There is one nurse for 4 babies. Surfactant, albumin, blood products (aside from whole blood) do not exist here. Blood cultures do not exist here. Gram staining is available if a source of infection can be isolated. 1 of the 4 hospital ventilators is in use currently for a neonate with pneumonia. There are a pair of twins here of unknown gestational age. They are approximately 1.7 kg each. This is their second day here. Their mother is in another hospital with unknown complications from birth. We have no pregnancy history or birth history for them. They are febrile but stable and being treated empirically with antibiotics. There is one final neonate in a fourth incubator who appears to be nearing what would be his term weight.

Day 2: I have spent the day in Triage/ER and am ending my shift quite late around 11:30 pm. I am on the roof to get some fresh air and hoping to catch a wireless internet signal to send a message home when I hear and respond to a code in the NICU. I arrive to find that the second twin who had been in respiratory distress earlier that evening is in and out of a pulseless rhythm. There is an ICU doctor, a pediatric nurse practitioner, a Haitian RN, an American EMT and myself. Already on a dopamine drip, he is intubated and given an epinephrine bolus after which he retains a poorly perfusing sinus rhythm of around 100 bpm. It is 1 AM and I have at least 6 mosquito bites during the last hour alone. I can see 4 mosquitos flying over the incubator and over my head. Over the next 2 1/2 hours we tried more fluid and epinephrine boluses, adjustments to dopamine and a levophed drip, and eventually an epinephrine drip to stabilize his heart rate and blood pressure. His antibiotic regimen had been adjusted once due to his poor response to therapy, but without being able to fully assess the source and location of his infection we were largely left to guessing. At 3:30 AM having been unable to improve upon a pulse rate of 90 and a blood pressure of 36/16, with no further interventions left to consider, we had no choice but to allow him to rest peacefully on the ventilator until time made the ultimate determination of his fate. 

Day 3: I awoke at 8 AM to learn that twin #2 had passed around 6 that morning to join his brother who had died the previous day, approximately 6 hours before our code. His decline had been nearly identical. The premie with pneumonia passed today as well. The last neonate graduated from his incubator to a nursery bed, his mother beaming. The children in peds who are well enough (a boy with septic arthritis who has been there all week, some kids from the spinal cord unit upstairs) are outside playing and ask about all the noise last night in the NICU. We tell them about how we are taking care of very sick babies, but they know the real truth as they have seen it before. Curious parents who speak English do the same but in hushed voices.

Day 4: Today is Christmas Day. My peds assignments are over, but I learn from others that more neonates in the NICU have died from unspecified presumed infectious causes. Someone has found a Santa costume and Santa visits the pediatric ward with candy canes and little presents. The mood is infectious and everyone is smiling and laughing. Anyone who has the day off is tasked with completely evacuating the NICU of all equipment and scouring every inch of the place.

We will never know the definitive reason why so many neonates have been unsuccessful in the NICU over the past month, but the loss of the staff that is responsible for cleaning the NICU is at the top of our suspicions. L'Hopital Bernard Mevs is the only hospital in Haiti that has functional ventilators, and as such is the only NICU/PICU. Post-earthquake relief funding has all but dried up, and indeed the hospital lost most of its international funding requiring them to cut their budget and lay off 2/3 of the Haitian staff that had been responsible for running the hospital. The NICU is cluttered and swarming with mosquitos. It is all that the Haitian nursing staff can do but to keep up with an inconsistent and often overwhelming patient census. While the NICU had a dedicated housekeeper it enjoyed a much higher success rate. This woman's salary was estimated to be $350/month. We are looking for an organization or a group of people who are willing to sponsor part or all of her salary for a designated period of time.

Even if the NANN is unable to undertake this amount by itself, I would encourage you to share this story with others who might be in a position to help. I am certain that with little bureaucracy photos and updates could be shared with a sponsor.

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Eyes Wide Open


A couple days before Christmas, a few of us had the chance to drive out to Eyes Wide Open orphanage. We got to spend some time playing with the kids and had a blast with them.  We were able to see Watson, an orphan who spent a couple weeks at Medishare and was just recently placed at the orphanage (he was excited to see some familiar faces).  After some play time, the kids all lined up for Joanna, Mitch, and I to pass out gift bags to them.  When we gave one of the little boys his gift bag he said thank you and then gave each one of us a kiss on our cheek.  All the other kids took his lead and after they got their gifts bags would give all three of us hugs and kisses, it was the sweetest thing.  They were all so appreciative.  The gifts bags only had a few small things...a coloring book, a few crayons, stickers, some lollipops....but the kids were thrilled.  I was grateful for the opportunity to spend my day with these kids.  What better way to celebrate what Christmas is really all about...