NTM - New Tribes Mission | Planting Tribal Churches

Hospitals here aren’t like hospitals in the States. In the States, the nurses wait on you hand and foot and you can feel pretty well taken care of even if you are there alone. Here, you have to have a “watcher.” The staff aren’t here to GET the things you need, only to implement the things you need. So the watcher must be with you to do the “getting.” When I was in the hospital after delivering Dylan, Brian was my watcher. This means he had to get prescriptions from the doctor, take the prescription to the pharmacy here at the hospital, get a bill for the prescription, take bill to cashier and pay, take receipt back to pharmacy and pick up prescription, take prescription back to the doctor so that she could then give it to me. It works this way for everything and this is if everything here at the hospital is open. Unfortunately, things aren’t always open. I gave birth to Dylan on a Wednesday morning. Wednesday is the day off for the hospital so no cashier, no pharmacy…Brian had to take all my prescriptions into town to the local pharmacy and do the same thing there. It can be quite a frustrating process and Brian did it all with a a two-year-old on his hip and a smile on his face. (more…)

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Bailey and Dylan just a couple hours after the delivery. They are both doing very, very well.

Last night we went to bed early anticipating an early morning supply flight into one of the tribal locations that we are flying for. It is a particularly challenging flight so I make sure I’m extra well rested before going in there. We knew that we needed a backup plan for the flight incase Bailey went into labor and we were sure glad we had one! At about 12:30am Bailey started having mild, consistent contractions. By 1:30am she was confident it was time to call off the flight and have the other pilot, Garry, fill in. We weren’t very excited about spending much time in the provincial hospital, so we waited in our home for as long as we felt was wise. (more…)

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I experienced something this week…something I never want to experience again yet glad I did because I believe I am truly a missionary now. I’m not very good at telling stories so you’re just going to have to imagine this in your head as I describe what happened and then you can all tell me your stories and how they are far worse than mine!

Here goes…It was a calm Tuesday night…I think it was Tuesday at least…Brian was gone, Maycie sleeping, power out, me snuggled up in bed trying to get just a little sleep (I’m not getting much these days). I was just about to transition into a nice deep sleep when I heard, or thought I heard, Maycie turning the pages of a book. Normally this would make me happy but not this night. With the power being out, I had already had a bit of a rough time getting Maycie to go to sleep and was so relieved when she finally did. So you can imagine my frustration when, after all that work, I still heard her up and awake. (more…)

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I know I have completely failed at keeping you all up to date on the latest in the Pruett girls’ lives and for that I apologize! Here is my attempt to fill you in in the shortest version possible…

Maycie is no longer a baby but a little girl and it is so hard to believe! Sometimes I just sit and stare at her thinking “where in the world did the time go and where did it take my baby?!” (more…)

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