The Dress Ceremony

Today's post is reblogged from Wendy Fortune's blog, "Math Teacher on a Ship" . . . Someday, I hope to attend a dress ceremony and share in the joy!

"The most dangerous thing an African woman will experience is childbirth."*

 

 

I heard this statement earlier this year and it came to mind as I joined in the celebration at the bi-monthly Dress Ceremony.  One of the most common medical issues here is obstetric fistula, which is a complication of childbirth which leaves women incontinent.  Obstetric fistulas are so common here because women who experience obstructed labor are often not able to have a Cesarean Section. This may be because they don't live close enough to a hospital, they cannot afford it, or they don't realize they need one. 

 

 

The tragedy of these women's stories is great; imagine the grief over losing a baby in addition to the shame of their incontinence.  At the dress ceremony, each woman is given a new dress to symbolize a new life after their surgery.  Many of the women who spoke at the dress ceremony I attended had been waiting for years for a surgery like the one they were able to receive on the ship.  Seven, eight, twelve years of smelling like urine because you are constantly leaking.

 

 

The dress ceremony is a joyous celebration with lots of singing and dancing. It is a beautiful picture of God bringing hope and restoration in the midst of pain and sorrow. 

 

 

Approximately 50,000 women in Madagascar need surgery to repair obstetric fistulas. This is an overwhelming number and the ship will only be able to make a small dent in it. The good news is that our doctors and nurses are training and mentoring locals who will continue the work after we leave. In partnership with another organization, Freedom From Fistula, we will leave behind a fully equipped fistula clinic to continue to serve the needs of the women of Madagascar.