MOTHERS & CHILDREN
Twelve years ago sister Marie Therese ans sister Mary AloysiUs landed in a new and unknown country, Romania.
In a very short time they realised that this was a place in which they would like to work. They found many problems but also they found many lovely people. They found so much pain but yet so much support for all the work.
Budimex Hospital was a place where they could use their expertise in dealing with children and parents in need.
What a shock to see dying children in every corner of
th
the 5 floor, oncology department! What a shock to see
their mothers “crucified” on seeing their children
receive tough and painful treatment! What a shock to
see doctors and nurses crying on the head of a dying child!
The sisters' challenge was to bring a drop of peace, a drop of joy or a drop of compassion to these children and inconsolable parents.
The sisters listened to every mother and child and tried to understand their medical and family problems. Now they discovered the many possibilities to help.
Realising that, at times mothers and children could be hungry yet not have the money to buy, a “canteen” was opened in the sisters' room.
Every mother and child was welcome to visit sisters' room for a cup of tea, coffee or Fanta, or a meal and, more importantly, for a necessary chat.
Every opportunity was taken to organise parties for the children, knowing that, for each child, it could be the last one.
Twelve years ago sister Marie Therese ans sister Mary AloysiUs landed in a new and unknown country, Romania.
In a very short time they realised that this was a place in which they would like to work. They found many problems but also they found many lovely people. They found so much pain but yet so much support for all the work.
Budimex Hospital was a place where they could use their expertise in dealing with children and parents in need.
What a shock to see dying children in every corner of
th
the 5 floor, oncology department! What a shock to see
their mothers “crucified” on seeing their children
receive tough and painful treatment! What a shock to
see doctors and nurses crying on the head of a dying child!
The sisters' challenge was to bring a drop of peace, a drop of joy or a drop of compassion to these children and inconsolable parents.
The sisters listened to every mother and child and tried to understand their medical and family problems. Now they discovered the many possibilities to help.
Realising that, at times mothers and children could be hungry yet not have the money to buy, a “canteen” was opened in the sisters' room.
Every mother and child was welcome to visit sisters' room for a cup of tea, coffee or Fanta, or a meal and, more importantly, for a necessary chat.
Every opportunity was taken to organise parties for the children, knowing that, for each child, it could be the last one.
The sisters' motto was “Let's have today, Christmas,
Easter, birthday, because tomorrow may be too late”.
On these occasions, children forgot the pain, the treatment, the hospital as they laughed and played around the Christmas tree or with coloured EASTER eggs or birthday cakes.
What a joy to open surprise parcels!
unforgettable moments, unforgettable pictures, unforgettable memories of the children who have gone to God in their innocence.
Sisters came to the hospital to deliver joy, and they, themselves, have been charged with a special joy from these children.
Sisters came here to encourage these children and they were encouraged and charged with the power to continue the work.
Easter, birthday, because tomorrow may be too late”.
On these occasions, children forgot the pain, the treatment, the hospital as they laughed and played around the Christmas tree or with coloured EASTER eggs or birthday cakes.
What a joy to open surprise parcels!
unforgettable moments, unforgettable pictures, unforgettable memories of the children who have gone to God in their innocence.
Sisters came to the hospital to deliver joy, and they, themselves, have been charged with a special joy from these children.
Sisters came here to encourage these children and they were encouraged and charged with the power to continue the work.
In such conditions, it was a real privilege for the sisters to offer to the mothers necessary medicines which the hospital was unable to support, much needed pampers for children (too expensive for parents) and, for the
comfort of worrying parents, the sisters, many times, relieved them of debts. Even if the financial calls were big it was worth the giving.
Nothing seemed too much for these children without dreams for the future, nothing too much for these poor mothers with such heartache.