Can It Really Be Two Years Already!?!

Yes it has!

 2 years… I’m not even 2 months old and I’m tired out!!

2 years… I’m not even 2 months old and I’m tired out!!

It is hard to believe that I have been living in Haiti for over two years already! 

November 9th was the two-year anniversary of my move to Haiti. It has gone so fast!  I just spent over an hour looking through my pictures from the last two years. It’s really only a snapshot of my time here. But it was really overwhelming what I have been able to be involved in during the last 24 months.

I don’t have time to cover it all, but, if you haven’t been following the work of Kelby’s Kids, scroll back through the past blogs — it’s been an adventure! (Start all the way back, before the beginning!)

 Shortly after arriving in Haiti in 2016

Shortly after arriving in Haiti in 2016

When I moved to Haiti, I didn’t really know what all I would be involved in, besides helping kids. It didn’t take long to jump in with both feet:

I went down to southern Haiti with a medical team in response to Hurricane Matthew.

I have delivered two babies.

I have made great friends.

I work with HERO ambulance and been able to help infants, kids, and adults, and do medivacs both in Haiti and to the USA.

I have been able to travel around and see a lot of this beautiful country.

I have loved, saved, and lost babies.

I have been in a motorcycle crash.

I have held a two-pound preemie.

I was on a medical response team to a recent earthquake in northern Haiti.

I have done medical clinics, malnutrition, clinics, maternity clinics, wound clinics, mobile clinics, school clinics, and orphanage clinics.

I have made a difference in kids’ lives by bringing hope through healing.

 Don’t you just want to kiss this cute little face!!

Don’t you just want to kiss this cute little face!!

That’s a short list that represents a lot more things!  And many would say it’s plenty! 

It’s been a real blessing to do it all.  But the the truth is, “I” have not done most of this.

WE have.

WE delivered babies, WE rescued the suffering, WE provided clinics, WE have made a difference in many lives, and WE brought hope through healing!! 

I am truly thankful for each of you who have joined the team to support Kelby’s Kids with prayer support, financial support, and your encouragement on this journey!

I’m sure WE are also glad that only I got in a motorcycle crash!

 It’s a blessing to show your love to these little ones!

It’s a blessing to show your love to these little ones!

The problem is that this is a broken world. Sickness and pain will come again and the medicine will run out. That is why the ultimate goal is a life change. God has been shown to the people that WE have worked with. Lives have been eternally changed, and that’s our ultimate goal!

Shortly after arriving in Haiti I met Rosedena. She was a cute little one that, at first glance, looked to be doing OK.

After questioning mom, I learned her baby was only eating cookies, and only drinking dirty water. And upon a second look, I recognized she was not simply a chunky little girl, but was actually very sick. She was swollen from a life-threatening protein deficiency called Kwashiorkor. She was very sick and was at risk of dying.

 Rosedena on 02-09-17

Rosedena on 02-09-17

Rosedena was immediately put in our malnutrition program — and she made big improvements. She came back to visit the other day. She is doing very well and her mamma is very happy to have a healthy little girl. The girl has much better of a chance of beating the statistics. 1 in 5 (20%) of children in Haiti won’t see their 5th birthday.

 Rosedena on 10-08-18

Rosedena on 10-08-18

This is just one example of what long term work can do when you are able to build relationships with people!

Maternity Clinic Update

The maternity clinic was officially started on 03-12-18 (although I have been helping pregnant moms since I arrived in 2016). 

As of 11-14-18, during the 27 clinics that we’ve held, 105 woman have been admitted into the program. This doesn’t count the 35-40 non-pregnant woman who showed up, received counseling, education, and resource referrals for problems like fibroid masses, STDs, menopause, or cancer. 

Of the 105 patients, 50 of them are current patients in the program. We are blessed to have had 28 moms graduate the program with live births, including one set of twins! We have had seven moms who have lost their babies, and we’ve been able to support them through the process.

We, unfortunately, have had 20 moms who’ve dropped out of the program (for any one of a hundred unknown reasons). I worry about them, and wish I had more answers as to why they left.

A young, new mom came to the clinic the other day.

I always ask new clients “why do you want to be in our program?” (I ask because some moms are just clinic-hopping — to see what free stuff they can get.)

This particular mom said “she would very much like our help.” I always ask where they live. I don’t want to make their appointments too close together, if it’s a burden to get to the clinic. (Many of our moms walk several hours — one way — to get to the clinic.) 

This new mom said it took her more than two hours to get to the clinic, but it wouldn’t take her as long to get back home. I asked her what she meant by that. I wondered if she’d walked to clinic, but would take a Tap Tap (taxi) home. 

She said she awoke one morning and knew she needed help, but didn’t have any money, and didn’t know where to turn. 

She continued to tell us how, earlier that day, she walked out of her house and kept walking and asking people where she could go for help. More than two hours later, she ended up at our gate. She had never heard of us, and didn’t even know we existed. Until that day. 

I am thankful that the Lord not only brought her to us, but, brought her to us on the very morning of maternity clinic! I am excited to see what God has in store for our relationship with this young mother!

Sometimes it’s just about loving people... 

A lady came to the maternity clinic last week. 

She had patiently waited over four hours for her turn. When she came in, she did not appear pregnant (I have learned to confirm a viable pregnancy before starting the paperwork. Because, sometimes looks or thoughts about pregnancy can be deceiving). 

With the delay of translating and just being in my maternity routine, I had just started to assess her abdomen for signs of a growing uterus from an early pregnancy. 

So, I question, “why do you think you’re pregnant?” She answers with, “I’m not. I have seizures.”

We often have people come on the wrong clinic days. We are always saying Monday is medical, Tuesday is malnutrition, and Wednesday is maternity. And wound-care is on Mon, Wed and Friday.  It would have been easy to dismiss her as it’s always difficult to see all the maternity patients between 9 am and 3 pm when the wound care clinic starts. 

But my heart went out to her so I talked to her for a few minutes about seizures and where she needed to seek care. Just as she was getting ready to leave I thought about how her life must be. 

Anyone with a disability in Haiti is looked down upon and often cast aside by family and friends.  Seizures aren’t understood here, and are often thought to be evil or from being demon-possessed. Or, at the very least, due to a severe mental health issue. Seizures aren’t viewed similar to other diseases like diabetes or a cardiac issue. 

As she was leaving, I told her, “there’ss nothing wrong with you.”  She looked at me kind of confused. I said it again. But continued, “you didn’t do anything wrong. This is not your fault. You don’t ‘deserve’ this. It just happens, and you have nothing to be ashamed of.” 

She started to cry and my heart broke to think of what she may have had to endure. 

As she left, I felt bad that I couldn’t fix her medical issue. But I hoped that maybe what she really needed that day was to know that someone understood her, and that she wasn’t some kind of monster like — perhaps — she had been led to believe.

 Bruna with her graduation present from the maternity program after her first pregnancy!

Bruna with her graduation present from the maternity program after her first pregnancy!

I know these posts get loooooong, but there is sooooooo much I want to share with you about what you have been involved in. 

THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART for making the last two years a huge success and for helping to keep the ministry of Kelby’s Kids supported so we could pour into so many lives!

Be watching for ways to help us start 2019 off with a bang — so we can have an even bigger impact in the lives of the children and people of Haiti.

Until No Child Dies,


A Calm During The Storm

Things have been extremely busy here in Haiti the last several weeks. 

When it seems that I will have a little bit of free time, something always comes up.  For the last several months some Haitians have been planning a very large demonstration for October 17.  So, despite the unrest it has brought, it has also brought a little down time for me.  

Maternity clinic was cancelled for Wednesday the 17th. We stayed off the streets and it afforded me time to get some administrative work done. Thankfully, the demonstrations were much more peaceful than the ones in July.

Kelby’s Kids continues to see and care for many in Haiti. No two weeks have been the same. And I am thankful for the verity of work I get to do.

 Just too cute!!

Just too cute!!

This little one was waiting her turn to be seen in the malnutrition clinic. It is such a blessing to see these children go from sad and underweight to happy and healthy!  Thank you for the part you play in this!

On Saturday October 6th at 8:11 pm Haiti experienced a significant 5.9 magnitude earthquake in Port-de-Paix. 

It was actually the 3rd in less than 2 hours for the region. 

By 10 pm, reports were coming in of significant damage, injuries, and loss of life.  We didn’t have an extensive amount of information but we knew that help was needed. So I volunteered to respond with HERO Ambulance to the area. 

They picked me up at 5:30 the next morning and we went to the airport to meet MAF (Missionary Aviation Fellowship). It was only a 40-minute flight from Port-au-Prince in their Cessna Caravan (it would have been a 6-7 hour drive). 

 One Team One Mission!   This is HERO’s motto

One Team One Mission! This is HERO’s motto

We responded with a 4-man team and would meet up with another HERO member in Port-de-Paix. We’d evaluate the over-all situation and get the necessary resources to respond.  There were several Haitian agencies, including the Ministry of Health, as well as the World Health Organization that were asking us to get them information on the overall situation.

When we arrived at the hospital in Port-de-Paix it was empty. 

After the earthquake, the staff all fled. There was no one was there to care for the injured. 

We responded to another hospital 30 minutes up in La Pointe (a regional hospital that people come to from all over). There was, surprisingly, very little damage seen on the drive. 

When we arrived, the hospital was full. It seems the damage was further away from the epicenter. There were many patients with injuries from falling cinder blocks, walls and houses. 

They treated and released a lot of patients already. But they still had a lot of patients with orthopedic injuries left waiting for surgery. Things were under control and every patient had a bed. 

They had opened their cholera center for overflow. One of our jobs was to find patients that needed to be transferred to Port-au-Prince for specialized care that couldn’t be provided in La Pointe. 

In the evening we had a 5.2 magnitude aftershock. I am thankful I was outside at the time as the entire hospital emptied in about 7 seconds. 

It was alarming to see people with severe injuries bolting for the door. And we saw kids left behind. We saw people dragging IV’s behind them. 

It was evident that the emotional trauma was as bad or worse than the physical injuries — and more wide spread. About five minutes later the patients started rolling into the ER. 

Several patients were just hyperventilated from the anxiety. One patient came in with an open fracture of his leg from jumping out of a window. And another with two broken hands and facial trauma caused from diving out a second-story window.

 Caring for patients carried into the ER and left on the floor.

Caring for patients carried into the ER and left on the floor.

They brought several patients in and just laid them on the floor in the ER. This patient was only 13 years old and had nobody with her for a while.  We got her up off the floor and into a corner until a bed was open. She was going to get run over with all the people moving around the ER. 

Her mom eventually showed up but. But she kept hyperventilating on and off for about two hours after the aftershock. It’s hard to know what she’d seen from the initial earthquake. Or if she had been a part of the 2010 earthquake. My heart went out to her and I didn’t want to leave her behind that night.

One of the patients that we had found needing transport to Port-au-Prince for additional care was a very cute little 4-year-old girl who had been hit in the face with a cinder block. 

She had a displaced jaw fracture. She was doing pretty well considering her injuries and only receiving Tylenol.  MShe was very scared after the aftershock as well. Holdng her and comforting her was time well spent!  I wish I could share a picture of her but she was a HERO patient and policy doesn’t allow that.

By the next morning it was determined that no further care was needed outside of the local resources. So, we loaded our three patients, three family members, and four-man team in the plane and headed back to Port-au-Prince. 

Thank you to everyone that’d seen my posts on Facebook and were praying for me and for Haiti during that time!

 Blowing some milk bubbles because were happy and healthy!!!

Blowing some milk bubbles because were happy and healthy!!!

Who doesn’t love cute kids!!  I am so blessed to be able to work with these sweet little ones!

Some of the best moments here are when we have graduations!!  When kids graduate from the Malnutrition clinic it’s a good day!

 A recent Maternity Graduate showing off her graduation present!

A recent Maternity Graduate showing off her graduation present!

We are also starting to get quite a few graduations from the Maternity clinic! This is Marylove and she came in for her final visit with her brand-new baby.  They always laugh when I tell them they have finished the program and then as I hand them back their baby I tell them this is their graduation present!!

Cilvi is 13 months old and weighs 9.4 pounds.  Her mom brought her to the clinic, desperate for help. She told us that she had just been released from the hospital. She said she was in the children’s hospital for a month. Of which, 18 of those days were in the ER before she got a bed. She said that she has something wrong with her heart and she was not getting better.       

 Cilvi… So frail, so week, so fragile.

Cilvi… So frail, so week, so fragile.

Cilvi is very sick. She did not have any paperwork but I believe from her heart sound that she probably had a condition called Tetralogy of Fallot, which is actually four heart defects together. 

We made arrangements to get her to an inpatient malnutrition/medical center to try to get her to gain some weight and then try to get her medical care, knowing that she could never have a surgery at her current weight. 

I got to spend a little time holding her and loving on her before she left for the inpatient center. I hoped she knew that she was loved and people cared about her. 

It wasn’t much of a surprise that only about 12 hours later she found healing — in the arms of Jesus. 

Her heart is perfect now and she is no longer sick or malnourished. While it is for sure a sad day for her mother and family, you can’t wish her back to this broken world.     

Some graduations are different and seem more bitter than sweet until we really think about it.

There are so many more stories that I wish I could share with you in this blog. Some sad but many happy stories. Please know that lives are being changed through you and your faithful support of the ministry of Kelby’s Kids here in Haiti, both for this life and eternity!

Until No Child Dies,


The lows and the HIGHS

From August 30th to September 2nd I had the privilege of making my second trip to Port Salute. 

I was last there in November of 2016 after Hurricane Matthew devastated the southern peninsula of Haiti. This time it was to visit some friends, have a little time away from the big city, and to also do a medical clinic in a unique place. It is about a 6-hour trip from Port-au-Prince to Port Salute. 

We left at 5:30 in the morning but didn’t make it to far until we ran into some burning tires (a “demonstration” was brewing). 

We had to take some back roads to get around the issue. When we returned to the main road it was evident that something was still going on ahead. We asked the people who were hurrying away from the area and they stated that people were taking keys out of vehicles and running off with them. So, a few more side streets and we were back on the open road, and on our way to Port Salute.

We arrived safely at Emory and Mary’s home!  It was good to see them and be back in Port Salute. It is very different than it is in Port-au-Prince

 The view from above Port Salute is beautiful

The view from above Port Salute is beautiful

After we got settled in we decided to head out on a little adventure. We made our way to one of the local water falls. It was refreshing to take a little swim and have some fun.

 It was fun to swim up under the falls and sit behind it while the kids jumped off the top!

It was fun to swim up under the falls and sit behind it while the kids jumped off the top!

After a swim we decided to go to a bull fight. 

I was not aware that they had bullfighting in Haiti. But, turns out, it was not the traditional bullfighting I was thinking about. There was about 100 people standing in a field. There were also 8 or 10 bulls and their owners (the bulls were each on a rope).  They would just walk them around to see if they would get mad enough to fight another bull.  I think the 8 white people who’d come to the bullfight may have been more of an attraction to the locals!  It was fairly slow paced and we got bored so we left to find dinner.

The next morning, we were up early for a 1-hour drive to Les Cayes to meet our boat.  Or medical clinic was out on the island of Ile-a-Vache.

 Our ride to the island of Ile-a-Vache

Our ride to the island of Ile-a-Vache

It had been raining all morning but as we pulled into the parking it quit raining and the sun came out!  We loaded our supplies and 12-person team into the boat for our ride 7 miles out into the ocean.  Unfortunately, the sun was short lived.  It started getting dark, then the wind picked up and the temperature dropped.  Then it started raining and then it started pouring.  At one point we had lighting on both sides of us.  We were pretty wet by the time we arrived.

 The team after a few hours to air dry

The team after a few hours to air dry

The clinic went well and we were able to see about 150 patients and help them with there needs.  We also do a lot of medical education with them. Their medications will only last a short time.  And we need them to change their lifestyle — for better health.

 If you’re going to do a mobile medical clinic, what better place than this?!

If you’re going to do a mobile medical clinic, what better place than this?!

While the main purpose of the trip was to bring the love of Jesus to the some of the people on the island through medical care, it was also a much-needed break for me. As you read in an earlier post this week (the LOWS of “The Lows and the Highs”), life is often stressful in Haiti. This trip was refreshing, and a good break for me to get away from the continual need, and to have a little time for myself.  I have not done enough of that while in Haiti since I started working here full time in November of 2016.

. . . You Can’t Pour From An Empty Cup . . .

 Enjoying a fresh lobster dinner on the beach at sun set.

Enjoying a fresh lobster dinner on the beach at sun set.

Thank you for faithful and continued support of Kelby’s Kids!  Together we are bringing hope and healing to many! 

Until No Child Dies


The LOWS and the highs

She wasn’t having any complications when she came to the maternity clinic, but, the following week, when she returned before her scheduled appointment, things had changed dramatically. 

She was only 17, but she instinctively knew something was wrong. After assessing her, it was apparent that she was probably going to have a miscarriage. And nothing could be done about it. 

She was only 26 weeks along. The baby would never make it, if it was even born alive. I explained to her what was happening and what to expect. And she went home.

I was expecting to see her at the next maternity clinic for follow up after the delivery.

I wasn’t able to be at medical clinic the next Monday morning because I was busy with another patient off-site. I was shocked to get a message that she came to clinic ... with her baby!  She had delivered at home two days before (on Saturday night)! 

The Mom and I set up a system where she could call me if she needed to, but on Saturday night she didn't answer her phone when we called her (because Digicel, the largest of the two cell services in Haiti, was having a major system failure on Saturday).

 Christopher, 930 grams (2.06 pounds)

Christopher, 930 grams (2.06 pounds)

The Mom said that she had taken Christopher to the hospital but they would not let him in because at only 930 grams he couldn’t be helped.  He was not quite 27 weeks when he was born but somehow after 36 hours of only being cared for by mom he was still alive.  Contact was made with an organization that cares for these little babies and transportation was arranged.  I arrived just as they were ready to get into the truck.  I got to hold him for just a minute.  He didn’t look real.  He was so tiny and frail looking.  He broke my heart.

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Christopher received very good care at God’s Littlest Angels.  When he arrived, they said that by his size, weight, and physical characteristics, he was a 25-week gestation baby.  He started losing weight and was having more and more issues.  He dropped under 2 pounds.  Sadly, this just isn’t a survivable age here in Haiti…  After 7 days of fighting for this life Christopher went to be with Jesus.

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We know this box only holds Christopher's earthly shell, and I look forward to the day when I will be able to talk to Christopher.

Christopher’s mom came back to clinic this week and we were able to love on her and help her out with some of her needs.  Please remember to pray for mom as she deals with the loss of Christopher.

Although not all of our stories are success stories, it is important to remember that sometimes the HOPE is the most important part.

Bringing Hope and Healing to the children and people of Haiti because of the continued and faithful support of people like you!

Watch for another post later this week to see the highs of these lows.

Until No Child Dies.


Home Is Where The Heart Is

It’s so good to be back home in Haiti!! 

It’s a little hotter than Michigan (except what I brought back with me the end of June, you're welcome!) but I am readjusting quickly.  My time at the summer camps was a blessing and a needed break from Haiti but I missed my kids and the people I work. I was ready to come back.

It was a busy day on Monday for medical clinic. We had some additional help so we were able to see over 75 patients. 

We started the morning by seeing with a young lady who woke up to her sister cutting her up —  because her sister was high on drugs. She needed some stitches and antibiotics for her wounds.

Tuesday was a more relaxed day for me in the malnutrition clinic as the PA who was here assessed the kids as they came through. It was good to see the kids that have been in the program for a while, as well as new ones that started while I was gone.

I was a little worried how Wednesday would go for the maternal health clinic with 28 patients scheduled. 

I hate to have the mamas setting on wooden benches for hours waiting to be seen. There were 8 patients that did not come for their appointments. I am worried about them and hope they will be able to come to the clinic this coming week. 

Please pray with me for these moms as some of them were not due for a while and some had some underlying medical issues. It’s hard to say what may have happened to them while I was gone. 

I gained five new patients, two of which made appointments with me before I left for Michigan. But the other three were walk ins. So, we continue to grow! 

We had five moms come in with their new babies this week!  It's always encouraging to have positive success stories because of the maternity clinic!

One of my moms got a little excited to graduate from the program while I was gone.

 Daylon at 6 weeks old and 5.4 pounds

Daylon at 6 weeks old and 5.4 pounds

Daylon was born at 32 weeks on June 28th, the day after I left Haiti.  He was 3.96 pounds when he was born and is was up to 5.43 pounds on August 8.  I am very happy that Daylon is doing well and his mom is taking good care of him!

I want to give you an update on the vehicle fund drive that kicked off on July 16th.  I am so blessed and humbled to report that, after four weeks of fundraising, our fund total sits at $12,287.62! 

Hopefully we are about half way there! 

I just saw a post on one of the Missionary Facebook pages yesterday where someone asked the vehicle question. There was an overwhelming push in the comments on that post to buy new and buy in-country. Many people had bad luck with used vehicles in Haiti. As well as when they'd ship U.S. vehicles into the country. 

Many missionaries indicated our current amount of over $12,000 would not even cover shipping and customs fees on a good vehicle! (WOW!) Many stated how paperwork issues delayed the pick up by months from customs — and there's a customs charge of $20.00 USD per day for storing the vehicle! 

Continue to pray for discernment as I continue this process of finding a vehicle I can afford. 

Personally, buying a vehicle for the ministry isn't as rewarding as feeding a little baby. But I believe it's what's needed to help the ministry become more effective and grow.

If you haven't given yet, please consider a tax-deductible contribution to our Vehicle Fund.

 It's all about the kids!

It's all about the kids!

I am going to work at shortening the blog posts a little and making them a little more frequent in hopes that people will have the time to read them. 

Many people have said that they run out of time and get behind on the blog.

I'm so thankful for each person who has been a part of Kelby’s Kids through prayer, encouragement, and support!  The children of Haiti are blessed because of you!

Until No Child Dies.


Blessings upon blessings!


We’re running another fundraising challenge this week! KEEP ON TRUCKIN’!

Following the thrill of our fundraising drive last week, ANOTHER anonymous donor has issued a challenge of their own! If we can raise $2,000 by the time I leave Michigan and land back in Haiti (on the afternoon of Aug. 4), THE DONOR WILL MATCH IT WITH $2,000 MORE! WOW! Your gift this week can be doubled for Kelby's Kids Vehicle Drive!

Help us raise $4,000 this week! Thank you!

(When making an online gift during this drive, or a gift by check, please put “Kelby's Kids Vehicle Fund” in the notes field. We want to make sure the gifts which may come in go toward their intended purpose. If you've already given to the Vehicle Fund, but don't know if you specified it during the donation process, can you drop us a simple email to let us know your intention. Thanks!)

Before midnight, help us get on down the road

Thanks to you, we resoundingly met our challenge grant I announced on Sunday's blogpost

I am blessed by your extravagant generosity!! 

As you may know, an anonymous donor challenged us to raise $500 by the close of the day Saturday (my birthday). And if we could raise $500, they would match it with another $500.

I'm thrilled to say we met the goal in the first 24 hours! Thank you, thank you! We zoomed past the original goal of $1,000 all the way to nearly $4,000!

So, during this stretch time, I'm wondering how much further we can get down the road toward a fully-funded vehicle!

What started as a little campaign to jumpstart fundraising, has turned into exciting evidence of what God can do through you! Thank you!

Kelby's Kids Vehicle Drive: Jumpstart

 What kind of vehicle should Kelby Kid's drive around the bumpy roads of Port-Au-Prince? A VW Westy? 

What kind of vehicle should Kelby Kid's drive around the bumpy roads of Port-Au-Prince? A VW Westy? 


On yesterday's blogpost, I was excited to announce a new fundraising drive for Kelby's Kids.

And as part of the campaign, an anonymous donor has challenged us to raise $500 by the close of the day on Saturday the 21st of July (my birthday).   

This email is meant to be an encouragement to help us raise $500 in new funds so the donor will match it and turn it into $1,000 — which will give us a jumpstart in raising funds this summer to buy a vehicle for the ministry in Haiti.

Please consider a donation today! Share this with your friends, your church, your social network!

Also, if you'd like to participate in the fund-drive through your own matching funds campaign, email me and we'll schedule it and announce it to the list. There are many ways you could make a tax-deductible challenge grant; anonymously, publicly, in the name of your business, in memoriam of a loved one, and more. Thank you for your consideration!

Beneath the donation button is a repeat of the portion of yesterday's blog where the fund drive is introduced. 




from the blog ...

My goal is to have a vehicle by my two-year anniversary. Today I'm starting a vehicle fund drive to help cover the cost. 

How big is my financial goal? I would love to give you a dollar amount, but I'm still looking into the options available. 

Everyone in Haiti has a story about the best way or place to get a vehicle. "Get it in Haiti." "Ship it from the US?"  "It needs to run on gas." "It needs to be a diesel?" "Get a new car." "Buy it used, for sure." "Manual!" "Automatic!" And on and on.

I am so blessed by the willingness of many of you to use your hard-earned money to support the work of Kelb’s Kids in Haiti. I want to be a good steward of the funds that are given, both now and in the long term. 

Gas engines are cheaper than diesel but diesel lasts longer.  Cheaper vehicles, while less expensive,  often start incurring maintenance costs soon after the purchase. Used vehicles in Haiti are  overpriced. It’s common to find a 10 to 12-year-old vehicle for $8,000.00 or more. And the conventional wisdom about wear-and-tear is that "a year in Haiti is like five years in the US." 

So, a 12-year-old vehicle has a comparable 60 years of wear-and-tear on it! If I buy a used car I need to be careful of the fact that many available vehicles were actually salvaged from being underwater in the recent hurricanes in the US. 

Decisions, decisions! There's still much left to consider, but one thing's clear — I need to start to raise funds now. 

I need to get a vehicle. And the funds available will also determine my options.  If you would like to make a donation to the Vehicle Drive please put a note in comments section on Paypal, or in the memo line of your check.  I know God is faithful and will provide what I need — even though I don't know how much I need! 



To give things a jumpstart, an anonymous donor has issued a challenge. If we can raise $500 between now and 11:59pm Saturday (my birthday), the donor will match it with another $500!Your gift this week can be doubled for Kelby's Kids Vehicle Drive.  

Help us raise $1,000 in one week! Make a donation today! Thank you! 

Maternity, My Health, and a Car

I wanted to start with a little cuteness because I have been told that there has been a cuteness shortage lately!  So here you go!

 Not feeling so good. But still very cute.

Not feeling so good. But still very cute.

I am back in Michigan for a little break for the summer. 

I'll be here for five weeks and have four weeks of summer camp that I am working at — providing medical care. It's nearly half the time I was in Michigan last summer. I was gone from Haiti for too long last time. 

There's just too much to do and too many people depending on me to be gone from Haiti for long stretches of time.


Maternal Health Clinic

Some of the people that will be missing me are my Mamma’s in the Maternal Health Clinic. 

Things have been going well and I want to give you an update on the progress of the new clinic.  I have had 34 moms enter the program since it’s official start the 7th of March 2018.  Of those 34, 25 of them are still current patients in the program. 

It’s been a rough start for the program with success stories.  Of the 9 that have left we have only seen one baby. He was a healthy boy born to a malnourished mom. Mom and baby are doing well — so that was exciting for us, given the short amount of time I had to work with them.

Unfortunately, seven of the moms have had a miscarriages.  So, it’s been a little frustrating as we start out. One of the moms stopped coming and we simply don’t know what may have happened to her. 

I'mm very excited to get back to the clinic and see what has happened while I was gone. 

I care for seven moms who will have births while I am in Michigan. And two more who are very close.  I saw 21 moms on June 20 before I left. And I stocked each one up with over 1,300 prenatal vitamins, to get them through until I see them again.  The next clinic day will be August 8th and I currently have 28 appointments. That will be a very very busy day.

 This is Daphnie.  I have been caring for her since February 5th (before the maternity clinic officially started).  She is due July 13th

This is Daphnie.  I have been caring for her since February 5th (before the maternity clinic officially started).  She is due July 13th

During their visits to the clinic, we educate moms on how to care for themselves, how to have a safer delivery with less complications, and how to care for their babies after they're born. We monitor them for gestational diabetes, preeclampsia, and work with them on how to improve their anemia. 

Only one of the 34 moms we care for hasn’t been anemic. It's a very real struggle to get them to a place where they can have a delivery without risk of complications from even a normal amount of bleeding.


I went to the doctor  

For those of you that may have missed the posts on social media, I was involved in a motorcycle accident on June 10 while going up to a remote location in the mountains for a medical clinic. 

We hit another motorcycle head-on and my left leg was hit by the other motorcycle. 

I've had a lot of pain and it's finally almost resolved.  Many of you advised me to see a doctor.  So, I finally did. 

Based on the x-rays, we knew there wasn’t a fracture in the leg.  The final diagnosis was possible "compartment syndrome." It could have explained the cause of the intense pain. I also had some nerve damage. And the remaining pain is most likely due to the healing process and the bruising. 

But the good news is I should have little to no long-term issues!  Thank-you so much for all of your prayers, encouragement, and concerns for me.


Car for Kelby's Kids

I arrived in Haiti in November of 2016. I have been living and working in Haiti for 20 months now!

 These shoes are only made for walking and I need to drive!

These shoes are only made for walking and I need to drive!

During that time, I've walked many many miles and have worn out two pairs of sandals.

It's time I start putting some miles on a new car! 

Twenty months without my own transportation is a long time.  It is more than past time I get a vehicle — so I can be more effective, independent, and better able to respond to emergencies. 

It is also safer than walking when there is trouble on the streets (like there's recently been). 

My goal is to have a vehicle by my two-year anniversary. Today I'm starting a vehicle fund drive to help cover the cost. 

How big is my financial goal? I would love to give you a dollar amount, but I'm still looking into the options available. 

Everyone in Haiti has a story about the best way or place to get a vehicle. "Get it in Haiti." "Ship it from the US?"  "It needs to run on gas." "It needs to be a diesel?" "Get a new car." "Buy it used, for sure." "Manual!" "Automatic!" And on and on.

I am so blessed by the willingness of many of you to use your hard-earned money to support the work of Kelby’s Kids in Haiti. I want to be a good steward of the funds that are given, both now and in the long term. 

Gas engines are cheaper than diesel but diesel lasts longer.  Cheaper vehicles, while less expensive,  often start incurring maintenance costs soon after the purchase. Used vehicles in Haiti are  overpriced. It’s common to find a 10 to 12-year-old vehicle for $8,000.00 or more. And the conventional wisdom about wear-and-tear is that "a year in Haiti is like five years in the US." 

So, a 12-year-old vehicle has a comparable 60 years of wear-and-tear on it! If I buy a used car I need to be careful of the fact that many available vehicles were actually salvaged from being underwater in the recent hurricanes in the US. 

Decisions, decisions! There's still much left to consider, but one thing's clear — I need to start to raise funds now. 

I need to get a vehicle. And the funds available will also determine my options.  If you would like to make a donation to the Vehicle Drive please put a note in comments section on Paypal, or in the memo line of your check.  I know God is faithful and will provide what I need — even though I don't know how much I need! 



To give things a jumpstart, an anonymous donor has issued a challenge. If we can raise $500 between now and 11:59pm Saturday (my birthday), the donor will match it with another $500! Your gift this week can be doubled for Kelby's Kids Vehicle Drive.  

Help us raise $1,000 in one week! Make a donation today! Thank you! 

 Sometimes when you're hungry, the fingers have to due!

Sometimes when you're hungry, the fingers have to due!

I'll close by giving you a little more cuteness for good measure. 

I am thankful for my time in Michigan. And I greatly enjoy summer camp. I also know how important it is to take a break.  I'm already looking forward to being back in Haiti to see what this fall has in store. 

Thank you again for being a part of the team that makes Kelby's Kids possible!  Whether it's your words of encouragement, your prayers for the ministry, my patients and myself, or for your generous financial support. Also, if you want to make you own matching-gift challenge (like the donor in this week's Jumpstart initiative), please send me an email.

You're all blessings to me!

Until No Child Dies


What I Didn’t See in Haiti (a guest post by Daniel Montgomery)


Sometimes it doesn’t take much for someone to influence us.

Years ago I asked a well-traveled friend about some of the countries she’d visited. For a few minutes she shared some simple heart-warming stories, anecdotes, and good memories from her worldwide travels. 

But when she said she’d visited Haiti, she didn’t have a touching memory to share. Instead, she described it using the word “despair.”

Fast-forward many years to when I met Kelby. I’d heard through a mutual friend what Kelby’s plans were for Haiti (retiring as an paramedic and moving full-time to Haiti to provide medical care to kids). I thought, “Good for him! Haiti’s got despair.”

One little word. It stuck around for years. I wouldn’t say it “defined” what I thought about Haiti, but, it was there — I was kind of seeing Haiti through the lens of possible despair.

So it’s with that lens that I got on a plane to see Kelby.

I flew from Detroit to Ft. Lauderdale. And spent the night in the airport. 

Early the next morning it was time to crawl out of the rocking chair I slept in and make my way onto the plane headed for Port-au-Prince. Haiti here I come. My first trip.

I was greeted at the airport by Kelby and his friend, Jackenson. And we were soon pulling out of the airport parking lot.

The airport’s right in town, so, within moments from the parking lot, we were driving past the city’s sights. Past broken, old buildings, tattered billboards, and dirty streets. Despair? Not yet. 

Kelby, Jackenson and I travel through town while Kelby acts as a tour guide. We turn from a paved road onto a bumpy road with cement curbs on either side, but with no paved street between them. Bumpy bumpy. And dusty dusty. It hadn’t rained in Port-au-Prince for a month.

We stop by the building where his clinic is (a walled compound marked by a hand-painted sign which reads “Coram Deo.” Kelby drives a Saturn SUV through the opening after the security guard slides the steel gate to the side). And I’m finally able to see what he’s been describing in his blogposts! 

A few things click into place for me. Kelby’s stopping by, partly, to show me around, and partly to check on some supplies that were donated to the clinic. It’s a Sunday, so the clinic isn’t open. We leave Jackenson at the compound and head by car to Kelby’s room (he rents a room from Troy and Gwynn Price's home). Despair? Not yet.  

Kelby and I spent several hours that afternoon recording some video for his website (stay tuned!). And by the end of the first evening, Kelby and I had already spent more time together that day than during all of our previous visits back in Midland combined! It was finally time to go to bed. The first clinic of the week would be open for business at 9am Monday morning. Time to take a shower and crawl under the mosquito net and get some sleep. Without despair.

Before the clinic doors opened the next morning, a short sermon is given. Kelby tells them it’s to care for their spiritual health in addition to their bodily health. The moms and kids sit and listen. Lots of kids running around. Some sick. Some not. Lots of blank faces. Many smiles, too. 

Kelby narrates the day to me as patients come and go. He occasionally comments on a superstition Haitian moms often believe. He points to a bracelet a mom is wearing and he talks about voodoo. From where I sat, it appears Kelby saves an old man’s life. Kelby embraces a one-year-old, five-pound, malnourished baby with a deformity as though the child was his own. And he goes to work to nurse him to health. 

The sick, deformed baby had been turned away by the local hospital due to his deformity. Luckily the momma had heard of Kelby’s free clinic. 

If there was despair at the clinic, it was being held back, squelched, one patient at a time. When Kelby’s stethoscope was placed on the chest of a wheezing child. With each little packet of tums given to pregnant mom to help her with indigestion. With each can of formula set aside for a malnourished baby. With every package of peanut butter handed to dad for his kid. 


Perhaps despair wasn’t showing up because poor moms and dads were treated with dignity. 

And that’s just the first day I was there. There’s another day of the exact same thing. And then there’s *another* day of the same thing.

Even as we were walking through the trashy trashy ravine I was reminded how I can’t let innocent little things my friends say influence my opinions of things I know nothing about. In this case, Haiti. And hopelessness.

This quick report is not meant to dismiss the real and present needs in Haiti. There's brokenness and poverty and sickness and pain — and a lot of people need the real Jesus. But, what I saw through Kelby was a picture of a man putting one foot in front of the other and simply walking toward the brokenness and sickness in order to be the healing hands and feet of Jesus in Haiti. Maybe that's the kind of thing that keeps despair at bay.    

I was blessed beyond measure to spend those four days there. Not only by getting to witness Kelby’s good work, but by God showing a bigger picture of what He was up to.  

Fast forward to Thursday morning and I’m standing in line in the airport waiting to board a plane that’s 90-minutes late. And I meet a family returning to Florida. It’s as though God wanted to give me one last chance to understand it’s not hopeless in Haiti. I asked the Mom of the family what brought them to Haiti. “My parents just moved down and built a house. And we were visiting for the first time.”

Not as missionaries. Just as people deciding where in the world they wanted to retire to. Not a sign of a place full of despair.

And there’s one more thing. 

I’m on the plane sitting by the window in an exit row. At 6’ 4,” I’m always thrilled to get a seat in an exit row! Plus, this time, there wasn’t anyone sitting in the middle seat next to me! The captain was giving his announcements, the flight attendants were making sure we’re all buckled up for safety when, lo and behold, a last-minute passenger rushes onto the plane as the attendants close the door behind him. 

And it’s just like God to say, “I wanna make sure you know sumpthin’.”

The very last guy through the door makes his way back to row 13 and sits right next to me. 

No biggie. The plane starts to move backward to head toward the runway, the guy next to me gets situated. I ask him, “what brings you to Haiti?” And he says, “a business opportunity.”

The plane is ready to take off now. 

I asked another question — “how’s it looking?”

And as the plane zooms forward for takeoff he says, “Very good. Very very good. We’re going to setup shop in Haiti.”     

Leave it to God to take — even — the last possible minute in Haiti to make a point about Haiti

And that’s a little story of what I didn’t see in Haiti.



(Side note: You should totally consider a trip to help Kelby. Check the website on the “Pray. Give. Go.” page for details. And you can make an assessment for yourself.)

Blessings and Burdens

I had a new patient come into the malnutrition clinic this week. 

His mother is sick and he needs a little help. He is almost 5 months old — and weighs only 7 pounds. 

His dad has done a great job taking care of him, but doesn’t have enough money to feed him anymore. He was reported to have been born at only 910 grams (2.0 pounds). 

It continues to amaze me how small some of these babies are when they are born — and are still able to survive here in Haiti.

 Praying we can help Christopher to grow up big and strong!!

Praying we can help Christopher to grow up big and strong!!

In my last post I told you about Samuel. Well, there have been some changes with him.  On Monday, Samuel came in to the clinic with his mom because a couple of his sisters were sick (Sam is baby #11).

 Samuel — doing well on Monday

Samuel — doing well on Monday

On Tuesday, Samuel came into malnutrition clinic for his appointment, and was very sick. It was reported that he had been having severe vomiting and diarrhea.  He was down to 2.19 kg (4.8 pounds).  It doesn’t take long for these little ones to crash from dehydration. We tried some fluids to see if mom was just not trying. But everything came back up and out. So, we decided that an IV was the only fix for him.

 Samuel needs an IV on Tuesday

Samuel needs an IV on Tuesday

Sometimes I feel like I am losing some of my EMS skills — as I don’t do a lot of American type EMS stuff here everyday. So, it was truly a blessing that God guided my hands to get an IV on this dehydrated 4-pound baby — on the first try! Especially as I really only found one place I could try. 

I got the IV with a scalp vein. He responded well to some fluid but after maxing him out with 60cc's of fluid (about 4.5 of the single serving peel-and-pour coffee creamers), he really needed to continue to get more fluid later in the day. 

We were very concerned with sending him home with this scalp IV.  If something would happen, he could bleed to death before someone caught it. So, we decided one of the inpatient malnutrition centers would be best option for him. He was sent up the mountain for further care.

 It really looks worse than it is, plus he feels better now — and is keeping fluids down!

It really looks worse than it is, plus he feels better now — and is keeping fluids down!

The next day we got a message from a friend that also has a ministry in Haiti and said "I think we both have something in common…  we both helped Samuel!" 

After a conversation, it was decided that Samuel’s mom was lying to both of us and taking advantage of our programs — and, possibly, others as well. 

A trip up the mountain was scheduled for the next day and we were going to call her out on her actions. 

When we arrived, we discovered more untruths!

We learned that the mother tried to leave the clinic (with Samuel) the night before, but was held by security and not allowed to leave. 

The look on her face told it all — when Mom walked into the office and saw people from three separate malnutrition centers standing there! 

But, as often occurs, without hardly missing a beat, she went into a story about how she hadn't lied. She said she was doing what she was supposed to do, and it’s not her responsibility to share her business with the other clinics she goes to — especially if the clinics don't specifically ask her if she's in any other programs. 

It was pretty obvious that Samuel was being used as her "business." 

She knew the day before that he was getting better (and she doesn’t want him to die). But, the sicker Samuel looks, the more money she can make off of him. She couldn't explain why he had gained more weight in the previous 50 hours as he had in the previous 5 weeks. 

Samuel was getting very little of the formula that our clinics were giving her.

She was given the chance to come clean and apologize. Instead, she asked about money. 

She was given very specific instructions as to how things were to continue with the inpatient program. She was told that Samuel would not be leaving until he's big and healthy. She was advised that if she breaks any of the rules, she would not only be kicked out of the inpatient program, but not to bother coming back to any program. 

It is such a burden to our heart to have to be like this but allowing people to take advantage of your program for financial gain. The child is no better off in the program as they don’t get the help anyway.

We had a few mothers that did not come to clinic this week. Maybe the word got out! 

We had another conversation with the parents who were at clinic…  but it will always be a struggle.

There was a great team that stayed in the guest house last week. It was such a blessing to have them. Samuel was truly a source of mixed emotions as his story played out during the week. 

I was truly blessed and humbled at the beginning of the week by one of those team members.  He said that God has placed my ministry on his heart. Through a mutual friend he became aware of a way to bless the work of Kelby’s Kids and the new Maternal Health Clinic.

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He purchased and brought down with him this new portable ultrasound machine! 

It was overwhelming! 

It will have such a HUGE impact on the level of care that I can provide — not to mention the lives that'll be saved.  I have had to send 2 mothers already for an ultrasound at $4,000.00 HTG.  Plus, I lost contact with one of them for a while after it took some time to get it done. I had 3 moms that I would loved to have given ultrasounds, but ended up just watching them.        

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The first day it was used, I was able to check 3 healthy babies, confirmed a set of twins, and, unfortunately, confirmed 2 miscarriages.  One of them had been told she needed a D&C. 

At General Hospital, because of the poor conditions, it could be deadly (not to mention, the hospital is on strike again). But with the ultrasound, we could tell that the miscarriage was complete and there was no need for a dangerous D&C. 

This ministry has truly been blessed!

There are burdens and there are blessings.  I am thankful and blessed by each person who has partnered with the work of saving lives and making a difference to the children and people of Haiti.  Some days the scales may seem to be tipping the wrong way but it is always short lived as together we continue to make a difference for so many.

 You don't see many pacifiers down here.  When you do have one you need to be sure you don't lose it.  So a little bling keeps the pacy safe!

You don't see many pacifiers down here.  When you do have one you need to be sure you don't lose it.  So a little bling keeps the pacy safe!

So, I leave you with a little cuteness but more importantly a life that has been changed because YOU cared enough to help her!

Until No Child Dies,


Can You Really Be So Little?

I know I am behind on my updates from Haiti.  I had hope to write during my “Spring Break” but it was a very busy time. 

I was able to come back to Michigan for 2 weeks for a little break.  It was a very busy time getting some things done, meeting with people about Kelby's Kids and catchhing up with friends. I was hoping for some half-way decent weather in Michigan — but it was not meant to be. I guess when you live in the Caribbean and you go to Michigan for spring break you have to expect it. Snow arrived within hours of my arrival and remained until after I left. It even got down to zero one night.  I wasn’t happy — but it sounds like the following weekend (after I left) was even worse!.

Just before I left Haiti for break, we had a busy week in clinic. 

On Tuesday, we had two babies come into the malnutrition clinic.  They were both so very little. When I saw the weight on the slip I thought "can you really be so little?" 

The first little one weighed 1.5 kg (3.3 pounds). She was a month old. Mom reports having problems and delivering her at home around seven months into the pregnancy. She said that the baby just wouldn’t grow. 

When asked what she feeds her baby, her reply was “well, the same thing I eat!” 

Momma is feeding beans and rice, chicken, mango and bananas to a one-month-old, three-pound baby. It’s simply amazing that the baby is still alive. I assumed she was a new mom. So, it was shocking to hear that this baby was her 11th! And only one has died! 

We made arrangements for her to go outside of Port-au-Prince to an inpatient malnutrition center for around-the-clock care and education. 

Once she arrived she decided that she wasn’t going to do it ... and she left.  Sadly, we have not heard from them since.

 This little angel is only 3.3 pounds

This little angel is only 3.3 pounds

Our second little one was Samuel.  He was the big boy at 1.8 kg (3.9 pounds).  Except he was two and a half months old.

 Samuel coming to get some real food!

Samuel coming to get some real food!

He was very cute and seemed to be doing quite well, all things considered. 

His story is a little different, but not much. 

His mom had actually come to the clinic twice (before we were an official Maternal Health Clinic).  She started the program and when she came back for her second visit, And it was obvious that there had been a big change. She was very sick. 

She was obviously suffering from Preeclampsia — with very high blood pressure, very swollen feet, many complaints, and even some cardiac issues. We sent her to the Doctors Without Borders Hospital a short distance away, but she was transferred to a second hospital — because they didn't have any beds (the Doctors Without Borders Hospitals in Haiti are all closing this year and that will make it even more difficult to get help for the moms in the program having trouble). 

The second hospital would not care for her and she was sent to a third hospital.  The third hospital told her to come back later — and then she went home.  We lost touch with her and assumed that there was a good chance mom and baby had died.  Praise God that was not the case!!  She went back 2 days later and they did a C-section.  Samuel was also born around 7 months at 1.4 kg and spent 2 months in an isolate of some sort. 

During his 8 weeks in the isolate and the next couple weeks at home he has only gained 0.4 kg to his current 1.8 kg (with a diaper) weight.  When mom was asked if she was breast feeding him, she said she wasn't. She said he dried up during the 2 months he was in the hospital (hard telling what they were giving him). 

When asked what she has been giving him she said "pudding." My first thought was that’s probably even worse than the sweetened condensed milk that most people use. But then she explained that pudding was saltine crackers crushed and mixed with water.  So, he has been given virtually no nutrition for who knows how long. 

We started him on formula even before he left the clinic.  He has been doing well and is slowly gaining weight.

 A mother and child are 2 more lives saved!!

A mother and child are 2 more lives saved!!

Please remember to pray for Samuel as well as the other little one as they struggle to survive in this difficult culture.

One of my patients the other day was very cute little man and I realized that he was trying to give me a fist bump.  After he would give me a fist bump he would tap his chest with his fist.  I am sure that he has seen the bigger boys doing this.  I think this was his way of showing appreciation for what he has received through the malnutrition program. 

It’s such an encouragement to see him growing up big and strong! And because YOU make it possible for me to help him!

 Thank you my little brother!

Thank you my little brother!

You may have seen the posts on Facebook about Ruthchina, the little 10-month-old we sent to inpatient malnutrition on March 21. She was only 9 pounds at 10 months. 

She was very sick with Pneumonia and had a high fever, as well as malnourishment.  She initially did really well — but has since taken a step back. She is having problems with her lungs again.  Please remember to pray for her as she struggles to regain her health.

 Sweet little Ruthchina

Sweet little Ruthchina

I am sad to have to report that we have lost track of Guerna (the young lady with the bad burns on her chest, abdomen, and left arm). 

She has an appointment this week for reconstructive surgery. We have been trying to get in contact with her to let her know, make sure she was doing well, and get her some extra food and vitamins so she would be healthy for surgery.  But she no longer lives in the neighborhood. Nobody knows where to find her but we were told that it’s rumored that she was possible sold as a Restavik again. 

Please pray for Guerna that she would be able to get out of this child slavery and find the help she needs.

 Traumatized, deformed, and disabled. And now a child slave for the second time. 

Traumatized, deformed, and disabled. And now a child slave for the second time. 

I am pleased to report that there are already 9 moms in the Maternal Health Clinic.  I am excited to see the improved health for these moms and their babies, preventing the need for further medical care in the wake of the hospital closure, and reducing mortality for both the babies and their moms!

I continue to be blessed and humbled by your faithful prayer and financial support of this ministry.  I would not be able to do all that I am doing without you! Please consider sharing this ministry you are involved in with others.  The more we come together, the more we can accomplish!

Until No Child Dies,


Kelby's Kids in the News

Midland Daily News recently covered an event where I spoke!

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From the story ...


As a critical care paramedic, Kelby Klassen was not trained to administer stitches, but it was a skill the Midland native learned as a doctor in Haiti.

"You have to learn as you go," Klassen said. "I'm the doctor for a lot of people, it's me or nobody."

Klassen grew up in Midland and attended Midland Christian School in the 1980s, and always had a desire to pursue mission work. He now lives in Haiti and works as a full time missionary administering medical care through his charity organization, Kelby's Kids. ...


Read the rest online at the Midland Daily News website

All photos are copyright of Midland Daily News.

Why do I suffer because of my mom's choices?

In my last blog post I started with a story of a little boy who got burned with boiling water. 

I posted a picture of him after I finished his dressing change on Wednesday.  On Friday he never came to the clinic for his dressing change.  That night I was at the guest house next door talking with the team and they were telling me about a little boy that they had found down in the ravine that day.  They said that they had gotten a picture of him so I asked to see it.

 My little patient... lost to the unknown... 

My little patient... lost to the unknown... 

Now I know why he didn’t show up.  They said they found him setting in the gutter playing in the dirt eating trash with no adults around anywhere to watch him.  He didn’t have any bandages on his burns and he was very dirty.  His worst burn was on his left leg and under his arm.  But you can see the burn to his arm and a couple other spots on his leg. 

This is the reality of work here in Haiti.  Haitians have limited access to medical care but when it’s available they often still don’t follow through until things are healed. I have not seen him again.  I hope and pray he is doing OK.

At malnutrition clinic many of the Mamma’s really do care about their kids and get upset when other moms try to take advantage of the program. We love all the kids that come through our door but some of the Moms, and a few dads, are a little more difficult.

 It's never easy to say good bye...

It's never easy to say good bye...

I took just an extra couple of minutes to love on this little angel (pictured above) before I had to be the bad guy and kick her out of the malnutrition program.  We had a confidential informant that told us a mom was breastfeeding her daughter, but accepting free formula from our clinic, and selling the formula on the street. 

The informant confronted the Mom but she didn't listen, and didn't care. 

We confronted Mom about it — and she had an excuse for it all.  She had no problem with us checking to see if she had milk, and I guess assumed we wouldn’t be able to find any.  When the milk came it was like someone punched her in the stomach.  Her head dropped, her shoulders sank and she knew it was over. She made a few more excuses before giving up and leaving with her daughter. 

She was able to steal from us for 9 weeks but it eventually caught up with her.  But, like we tell them all many times at the beginning of clinic, "we do our best to be good stewards or what the Lord has given us to help the children."  It’s not a guarantee, though, that someone tricks us. Some day they will have to answer to the One to whom this formula truly belongs to!

We have had a lot of sick kids in the last couple weeks.  One of the struggles in Haiti is moms not understanding that milk isn’t always milk.  They don't want to breast feed there children for a variety of reasons, most of which are from cultural misconceptions. 

It’s common here for people to try to raise their kids on canned “milk” (Yes! The sweetened, condensed kind!).  I normally say, "so, your raising your kid on coffee creamer?" But they don’t even know what that means, so, in that instance, my translators don’t even try to explain to them what I'm saying.

 An IV is the result of poor maternal care due to lack of basic knowledge about children.

An IV is the result of poor maternal care due to lack of basic knowledge about children.

This little girl had a blood sugar over 200 and was dehydrated as they don’t get the quantity of fluid they need with the canned milk.  She was not responding well and was not looking good.  I stated an IV on her and gave her some fluid to re-hydrate her and help her body process the sugar.

About 10 minutes after she came in, another little guy came in — with the same story.  Except, this time, mom had run out of canned milk.  Since he had been getting so much sugar, his insulin production was increased and when she stopped, suddenly his body wasn't able to respond fast enough.  His blood sugar dipped to 57.  We had to get some formula in him to help bring his blood sugar back up — so he would wake up.


I am excited to announce that the Maternal Health Clinic officially opened this week!!  I have been caring for Mamma’s since I arrived in Haiti, but now has its own clinic.  This means there is now a medical clinic, a malnutrition clinic, a wound care clinic, and the brand-new maternal health clinic.

Many lives have been saved already through Kelby’s Kidss work with expectant moms, and I look forward too many more. Our first patient is shown below!

 Excited about this mothers decision to join our maternal health clinic.

Excited about this mothers decision to join our maternal health clinic.

This is mom has Dossier # 1!  When you go the hospital, you can’t be seen until they create your Dossier which is your chart of file. 

I am extra excited that this mom was the first one here this week to take part in this clinic.  Last week she came to medical clinic with her kids. They were all sick.  After they were done she asked if she could get a pregnancy test. It came back positive. 

I was a little taken back by how quickly and openly she said well I don’t want another baby, "so I will have an abortion."

Abortions are illegal in Haiti but the guys that walk around selling medications will give you a concoction of pills that, if it doesn’t kill you, it will often cause you to lose the baby.  I talked with her for a while but her mind was made up. 

I told her I hoped that she would reconsider and that her baby was alive and if she chose to kill it she will certainly have to answer for that someday.  She left the clinic and I was left with a heavy heart. 

About 5 minutes later she walked back into the clinic and asked if I would help her with the pregnancy if she kept the baby?  I said "YES!

I made an appointment for her to come back the following week. I was cautiously excited as I knew what the week of thinking about it — and pressure from her friends and neighbors — could bring. 

It was a joy to have her walk into clinic a week later wanting what was best for her and her baby!!

 Cuteness overload!!

Cuteness overload!!

These twins are a part of the malnutrition program.  They were hanging out today and it was so cute to watch them and see how much they loved each other.  They spent about half of the time together holding each other’s hand.

I had a pleasant surprise at medical clinic this week that took me back a ways.  On June 17, 2017, I posted about Roseline.  She was 3 months old at the time and had fallen off a bed, landing on her head. 

She had a depressed skull fracture and I took her to the hospital for care. One Monday she came to clinic after 5 days of a high fever, vomiting, diarrhea, and not being able to keep anything down.  We attempted to give her some Pedialyte but it came back up.  It was obvious that she would need an IV.  I remember it taking 7 tries to get an IV in her at the hospital — and that was after an acute injury.  Now she was extremely dehydrated after being sick for 5 days.  Despite being sick she was still fighting the IV and it took several people to hold her down.  Thankfully on the third attempt we got a good IV and got it secured successfully.  After some IV fluid she started to perk up and you could tell she was feeling better.  We made arrangements for her to come back the next day for more fluid.  I had a pretty good idea where she lived from the incident in June, and hoped I could find her if she didn’t return.

 Cute as a button — even with a little depression in her forehead!

Cute as a button — even with a little depression in her forehead!

She came back the next day doing and feeling better.  Through talking to her mom we discovered that she was doing better but she had given her a Tylenol overdose in the short time she was home. 

We prayed that the IV would still be good as she could use a little more fluid for her sickness but really needed some help to flush the Tylenol from her system.  The IV ran beautifully and we were able to get her well-hydrated.  Mom was very appreciative!  And I think Roseline was too, despite the Piki.

Despite the struggles that life in Haiti brings to all missionaries here, I can’t think of any other place I would rather be!  It’s a blessing to be able to be a part of, and to make a difference in the lives of these kids and other patients at the clinics.  They may not be able to say "thank you" but you can see it in their faces and feel it in their hugs and snuggles.

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If you would like to be a part of the blessing of helping these kids there are several options on this web site.  Then, when you see the pictures of these kids and hear the stories you can know that you were a part of that story.  There will be additional operating cost for this Maternal Health Clinic but lives have been saved and many more will be saved through it.

I am always humbled by those who are already partners with this ministry and allow me to use the skills God has given me to do what I love to do, practicing medicine and loving on babies!

Until No Child Dies,


It's not easy staying cute!

I had a little boy come to clinic this week who had been burned. 

His burns looked awful. It looked like he had probably fallen in a charcoal cooking fire. His mom said that hot water had been spilled on him. I said this "story doesn’t add up."

Steam and water burns are clean. And this boy's burn was very contaminated. She told us that she used a white powder to help heal the burn — although she didn't know what kind of white powder she was using.

So, I would assume it probably came from a Witch Doctor. 

After a little while, she admitted to us that she had also placed burnt egg shells — and cow manure — on the burn. She ALSO told us it had been five days since the burn happened! 

It looks like it will be a long road of dressing changes to try and get the burns to heal. The boy is three years old, and he didn’t want any part of us helping him. I gave him my EMS speech, the one I give to uncooperative patients, but it didn’t seem to help! HA!  

It took 6 of us to get his burns bandaged. So, it is going to be an even longer road to recovery for all of us.

 A successful dressing change

A successful dressing change

On Wednesday, I was the only one in the clinic for bandage changes and didn’t know if we would get it done or not. 

When the child arrived, he was sleeping.  I had his mom lay him carefully on the table.  I was actually able to undress, debride, and redress all his burns without him waking up!  It was such a blessing for him (and me!) that he slept soundly through the entire process.  I'm praying that he'll return regularly for his dressing changes, and that he'll heal with minimal scaring.

I realized the other day that I have never introduced you to my good friend, Jackenson.  Almost since I arrived in Haiti and started working at the clinic, Jackenson has been helping me out. He is almost 15 now and is a BIG help around the clinic.

 Jackenson helping with the babies during malnutrition clinic

Jackenson helping with the babies during malnutrition clinic

He helps us with things around the clinic.  He translates for me a lot.  He is my right-hand-man during dressing changes on Wednesday’s and Friday’s. He hands me supplies and does all the translating for me with the patients. 

There are many days I would be in trouble during dressing changes if he wasn’t there to help me.  He even goes out with me when I have to run errands incase I run into someone who only speaks Creole.  He is very smart and often times reminds me what supplies I need for a particular patient. 

The other day I was late getting done with dressing changes and is was starting to get dark and I had walked to clinic.  As I was locking up he said "hold on a minute."  He ran to the back of the building, and a few moments later, he comes back and says "I got Karen to give you a ride home." 

I told him I could walk, but he said, “NO! It's getting dark.” He said, “you take care of me, and I take care of you!”  He is very thoughtful.

Unfortunately, Jackenson is a Sickle Cell patient. So, I do often take care of him.

When he has a Sickle Cell crisis he ends up in the hospital for a week.  Some time ago we were talking about it and how expensive it is to have him in the hospital for a week for IV fluids and pain medications.  We decided that we could do all that right here just as easy.

 Jackenson getting a “Piki” during a Sickle Cell crisis but still wanting to be in the clinic.  He didn't see the humor in my artwork on his IV bag.

Jackenson getting a “Piki” during a Sickle Cell crisis but still wanting to be in the clinic.  He didn't see the humor in my artwork on his IV bag.

So, at the first sign of a crisis he gets a “Piki” (Creole for "shot," so we always say piki just before we poke someone with a needle). We start pain medications and we can get him through his crisis much sooner than when he waits till he is really sick. 

The other day we were talking about how many "shots" he's had over the months.  We decided we were at almost 13 gallons of IV fluid.  He has been doing better lately as we have been working on ways to prevent him from having a crisis. 

Please pray for Jackenson that he will remain healthy! 

He has been fortunate thus far to never have a crisis effect an organ — and we want to keep it that way!

I got called for a house call the other day.  It was about a little guy named Kiko, from a special needs orphanage, who is an asthmatic. He was having an asthma attack because of a respiratory infection.

 Trying to explain to Kiko how to do a breathing treatment through a translator.

Trying to explain to Kiko how to do a breathing treatment through a translator.

I got him a breathing treatment and set him up on some antibiotics.  I hope he is doing well now and back to having fun with his friends!

The orphanage has asked me if I would be their emergency care provider.  They said when they take kids to the hospital they often die.  So, they want me to be on call for their emergencies with their seizures kids, asthmatics, and other serious emergencies.

 It's not easy staying cute when 1 out of 5 kids wont see a 5th birthday.

It's not easy staying cute when 1 out of 5 kids wont see a 5th birthday.

This is one of the many little cuties that makes clinic such a blessing!  It so rewarding and makes all the struggles worth while when you can give these little ones hope through good health.  It’s always a little plus when you pick them up and they tuck their head into your shoulder and hold on to you as if to give you a hug and say thank-you for keeping me alive!!

If you haven’t become a part of the mission of Kelby’s Kids in Haiti, now is a good time to start.  Keeping kids healthy and happy comes with a price.  My clinic expenses for the first 45 days of the year were almost $2,800.00

A new and fun way you can support Kelby’s Kids is to shop!  Kelby’s kids is now a part of Amazon Smile. When you shop on Amazon they will donate 0.5% of the price of your eligible AmazonSmile purchases to Kelby's Kids!!  Just click on the following link to get started.

For those of you who have partnered with the ministry of Kelby’s Kids, I think this little man says it best…

 Mèsi anpil (Thank-you very much)!!

Mèsi anpil (Thank-you very much)!!

Until No Child Dies,



Sick... Sick... Sick...

Well, I have to apologize for the long delay since my last post! I think I caught the flu on the plane ride to Haiti after Christmas. 

I started to get sick on January 2nd and as of the 22nd I am still trying to get rid of the remains of it! It’s been annoying and counterproductive to the work of Kelby’s Kids, to say the least. 

Please pray that I don’t relapse or have any further problems as I continue to work alone to keep things going in Haiti.

The Prices are still on Furlough in the states so it’s left a lot of extra work for me to keep up with things on my own. Please be in prayer for Prices. Troy’s Dad passed away on January 13th.  This will greatly change the remainder of Troy’s time in the US.

Some of our patients were sick as well while I was gone.

 One of the sets of twins that are in the Malnutrition program.Yvoson, mom, and Yvosia.

One of the sets of twins that are in the Malnutrition program.Yvoson, mom, and Yvosia.

When I arrived back in Haiti I found out that on December 27th Yvoson had died unexpectedly. 

His Mom said that he got sick with a fever.  She said that she took him to the hospital, and when they got there, the hospital told her he was dead. I asked her if the hospital had an idea how Yvoson dies, and the hospital had told her it was the fever. 

We gave Yvosia a good evaluation at clinic and she seems to be doing fine. Please pray for Yvosia and her mom as they deal with the loss of Yvoson.

I am sure you all remember our little miracle Davernile?  I have talked about her in several posts but the first was in the post: “The Lost Have Been Found” back on May 29th 2017.

 Davernile after a big weight gain.

Davernile after a big weight gain.

We found out that on January 6th Davernile died.  She had been through so much.  She had beaten the odds several times even despite a mother that didn’t want her and a culture that thought she was evil because of her disabilities.  She was still able to hold on through so much.  It may have been a seizure that took her, they don’t know.  What we do know is that she now is enjoying love like she has never experienced, a body free from pain, and can climb into the arms of her Heavenly Father.

Thank-You to everyone that was a part of giving Davernile a better life during the short time she was here!

Last Tuesday at clinic a guy brought in a little baby Wedson, that didn’t look very good.  He was very dehydrated, his skin was in bad shape, and he wasn’t responding very well.  He said that the mom had gone crazy and had taken off when the baby was 3 days old (this has become the story for every child in the clinic as “dead moms” mean they have to bring us a death certificate, so "crazy mom" is much less work).  He said that he gives him sugar water when he cries. 

 Wedson, not even being held very well by his dad.

Wedson, not even being held very well by his dad.

As I was assessing Wedson I could smell alcohol.  I had my translator ask him if he had been drinking.  He said yes.  I proceeded to start to chew him out over that fact that he could buy alcohol for himself and then come begging to me to feed his baby.  He then clarified that he wasn’t drinking. He had given Wedson some alcohol so he wouldn’t cry.  So, I continued to chew him out for that.  You don’t have to feed them very often if they sleep all the time. 

They do this regularly so they can leave their babies at home while they go to work all day.  I told him he better look a lot better next week and he assured me he would.  But he didn’t seem to be paying attention to my instructions.  I'm praying that Wedson will come back this Tuesday and will be healthier.

Do you remember this little guy from my last post?  Another set of twins to the program.

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I am happy to report that they have gained weight and are doing much better! 

If you remember they came to the clinic and said mom was dead and we sent them to inpatient malnutrition.  Once there, they called them out and told them they were liars and the mom admitted she was actually the mom.

They came back to clinic last week.  They sat down in front of me and started lying with their sob story.  I told them I didn’t believe them and that they could leave.  My translator said that he knew they were lying too.  They didn’t want to leave.  I told them they were liars and they were leaving.  This made them mad despite the fact that everyone know Haitians love to lie and will lie even when it’s easier to tell the truth.  They want to tell you what they think you want to hear. 

This is why it’s hard to assess people because they are making up their symptoms to try to make you happy!  As they were heading to the gate one came back and said they used to be a part of Rhyan’s inpatient program and I had to help them. Then it clicked how I knew them.  I told them I would check and they could come back next week and get in if it was true.  I have a conversation with Rhyan. They are currently still in her program and had just received formula three days before they came to me. 

We are curious where they will return this week but if they come back to my clinic there story will be a little object lesson for the rest of the mammas since a good number of them are all friends.

Last week at medical clinic we had a little patient come in with an infection in his arm. 

We were full but he was let in as it looked serious. When Kervens came in he cried when I touched his arm.  His mom stated that another little boy pushed him down three days ago and he had cut his arm and it got some dirt in it, and it got infected. Upon evaluation of his arm it was determined that he had a displaced humerus fracture.  I was worried about bone infection if the cut was made from the bone and dirt got on the bone as well.  We sent him to a good hospital for further care.

 Kervens was much happier with a cast to hold it still and some goodies to eat and drink!!

Kervens was much happier with a cast to hold it still and some goodies to eat and drink!!

While in the ER the mom confessed to the nurses that some time ago he broke his arm. No story was given but was probably not from playing. Then, to help reduce the swelling caused by the break, a steaming corn cob and held it on his arm while they tried to reduce it at home. So, his infection was actually a burn. It was a pretty inexpensive trip to the ER all things considered but still at $3,215 HTG is out of reach for most.  

Thanks for helping Kelby's Kids Take care of this need! I'm hoping to see Kervens again, but may not — since his mother knows we know the truth.

I’m not going to lie, I am sick and tired of being lied to and taken advantage by people lately.

I apologize that this post is not very uplifting.  But it’s not been a very uplifting couple of weeks here in Haiti. I am hoping my flu goes away and that this next week is a great week in the clinics with healthy kids! And I'm praying for truthful moms and dads to come through the doors!

Until No Child Dies,


Year-end Giving: A letter from Barb Frahm

We want to sincerely thank all who have made contributions in support of Kelby's Kids during 2017 — we will be sending year-end contribution summary statements to you soon.

On behalf of Kelby and Kelby’s Kids, I also want to encourage you to consider a 2017 year-end contribution which simply needs to be postmarked or date-and-timestamped no later than the end of the day, 12/31/17.

Kelby has faithfully served the babies, children and families in Haiti for more than one year and has reached thousands of people:

  • 1,000 served at malnutrition Clinic from Jan 31-October 10, 2017
  • 325 patients in 5 days while holding a clinic in Bohoc, Haiti
  • More than 150 patients weekly in medical clinics and feeding centers

A single day at the malnutrition clinic will cost $500 to provide formula and Medika Mumba (medical peanut butter for malnourished kids ages 6months-6years). With four or five malnutrition clinics per month that $2,000 price tag is more than our current monthly income at this point.

We believe that God will provide in 2018 for Kelby to begin receiving a salary (he has been a faithful VOLUNTEER for the past 15 months, Oct 2016-Dec 2017).

Please join us in praying for Kelby and this ministry and seeking God for the provision for Kelby to continue to minister in Haiti, until no child dies from a preventable issue.

Give securely online!

Barb Frahm, Secretary/Treasurer
Kelbys Kids Inc


Broken for the Broken

It’s been a busy several weeks.  Clinics have kept me very busy. 

The other day I received a call from HERO while I was at clinic.  They needed help with a Medivac.   I assumed a transport to the airport to meet a plane for transport to the U.S.  But actually, this was for the transport to the U.S.  An American had come to Haiti for a weeks and while he was here they were involved in a car accident. 

He wasn’t injured in the accident but with his history of high blood pressure he had a hypertensive crisis which resulted in a stroke.  He did not have insurance and thus no hospital would accept him.  Without an accepting hospital no Medivac will leave the U.S. to come to Haiti.  The best option the family found was if they could secure $300,000.00 USD in cash the hospital would accept him.  So, after 5 days with some creativity we finally figured out a solution.  For 4 of those days the patient was on a ventilator so it’s not like he wasn’t in critical condition. 

We went to the ICU and picked the patient up in the ambulance, transported him to the airport and placed him in a private jet for a flight to Miami.

 If only that had the Kelby's Kids logo on the side! 

If only that had the Kelby's Kids logo on the side! 

We had a fair amount of equipment, but it was a little different to know that no matter what happened we were on our own out in the middle of the ocean for a while.  Things went very smoothly and the patient did well during transport. 

Upon arrival to Miami we turned the patient over to the local EMS for a transport to an ER that had agreed to see him to work him into the system.  He was eligible for Medicare insurance and once he was on the ground in the U.S. but he could not be signed up while outside the U.S.

 The crew was very interested in our work in Haiti with HERO Ambulance

The crew was very interested in our work in Haiti with HERO Ambulance

The patient’s daughter emailed us a few days later and said that he had surgery the next day and was expected to make a full recovery!  He would have died if he would have remained in Haiti.

I am so thankful that as of December 15th I now have medical insurance which covers me in Haiti and the U.S. as well as medivac coverage.  His plane ride on a “non-medical” aircraft was still $13,000.00 which will be out of pocket for him.

It was also nice to get to spend the night in a nice hotel room.  We turned the A/C way down and crawled under the blankets and didn’t need a mosquito net!  I slept like a rock that night.  The next morning, we flew commercial back to Haiti.

While finishing up some details from the trip that evening I was asked if I wanted to go on another medivac the next morning.  I asked if it was the same thing and was told no this was just a short hop across the island for a psychiatric patient.  I said sure it sounds like a fun trip.  A small plane is the best way to see the beauty of Haiti.

 Skimming across the tops of the mountains was a lot of fun in the little six-passenger plane.

Skimming across the tops of the mountains was a lot of fun in the little six-passenger plane.

We didn’t know a lot about the transport just that we needed to take the patient on an MAF flight back to Port-au-Prince.  It was a 15 minute flight over a few mountains to get to the north side of the island to Jeremy.  This would have been a 6 hour drive at best in a ambulance, one way.  Shortly after we arrived a truck pulled up and a woman got out and introduced herself.  She asked if we had a female with us.  We said no, just the 3 guys on the crew and the pilot. 

She proceeded to tell us that the patient, we’ll call her Hope, was rescued out of years of sex trafficking.  She said that Hope was very upset and confused about what was going on and that going with men was going to be difficult for her.  She said that she had had several breakdowns and became violent while in the rescue center.  That is why she was being transferred to an inpatient psychiatric facility.  When Hope got out of the truck she started crying. 

The closer she got the more upset she became.  Before we left Port-au-Prince we were prepared to restrain the patient and sedate her for the flight for the safety of the pilot, ourselves, the patient and the aircraft during flight.  We quickly decided that we would have to sedate her.  We had to hold her down on the tarmac to giver her the injection before we could even get her to the plane.  This was a little more difficult and risky as we knew that Hope had contracted HIV from her years of abuse in sex trafficking.  It didn’t take long before my heart started to break for Hope. 

At 17 years old she had already been through more than one should experience in a life time.  I realized that though upset, she actually never tried to hurt us, most likely because of the repercussions that would normally have brought.  It was pretty obvious that was a lesson in submission that was a long time coming before she had finally been broken.  Her body was covered in scars.  Everywhere except her face because that’s where the money was.  She was a beautiful girl but was so broken.  I can’t even fathom the years of abuse that Hope had endured.  It was not easy to tie her down in the plane.  She did not know why she was being restrained and I felt like I was repeating the night mare that she has lived for so long.  I know that she probably thought the rescue mission had tricked her and she was going right back to the life she thought she had escaped from. 

Although sedated, she was still awake.  She talked to me, I am sure begging me not to hurt her, and I talked to her trying to tell her she was safe, although neither of us really understanding the other.  The flight back to Port-au-Prince went well and before long we were back safely on the ground. 

We transferred her to the ambulance she was a little uncooperative as she was probably hoping to escape what she thought would be coming.  So again, we had to restrain Hope to the cot. 

As we were leaving the airport she was looking around and I think she understood she was in an ambulance.  She wanted to see where she was and was trying to look out the back windows.  The back of the cot was not working so it would not set up. 

I loosened the restraints some and she leaned up to see.  She became much more calm while being able to look out the back windows.  I put my arm under her back to help hold her up so she could see.  When we arrived at the facility we had to go to there was a change of plans as we had to take her to the doctor before she could be admitted.  So, we set for a while trying to figure everything out. 

While we were waiting I untied her hands, so she was more comfortable.  My arm and my back were getting tired from holding her up.  But I could tell that she didn’t want me to let her go.  After a few more minutes waiting she put her head on my arm.  Just before she fell asleep I put my hand on hers and she held it tightly. 

It almost brought me to tears as I held this young girl.  I didn’t even want to think of all she had been through.  Her hands and arms and legs and feet were covered in so many scars.  I wanted to take a picture of her hand to share with you as a symbol of her broken and difficult life. 

But even more I wanted her to feel safe and didn’t want to let her go.  One of the other guys took a picture of us while we waited.  When it was sent to me I didn’t think I could share it.  But then I decided that Hope needed a voice.

Child and sex trafficking are very real and happen every day. 

I also believe that this picture is a symbol of the privilege I have to be the hands and feet of Jesus to the people I care for. 

When I met Hope I am sure that she thought she was going to be sexually assaulted once again.  But within about 30 minutes she had a complete change in her and felt comfortable and safe.  I believe that came through the love of Jesus.  It is my prayer that there is a hope for a brighter future and a life saved from the evil in this broken world for Hope.

 Broken for the broken

Broken for the broken

The other day at malnutrition clinic a mother brought in her child for the program.  He was 3 years old and only 18 pounds.  He is disabled and very underweight. 

While assessing him we noticed that his feet were wrapped up.  Mom down played the problem when we asked why she had them wrapped, most likely out of embarrassment.  She said he had sores on his feet.  After we admitted him to the program we took him back to look at his feet.  He had more than a sore on his feet.  Mom finally confessed that they are very poor and live up in the mountains and that sometimes at night the rats try to eat his toes. 

The little toe on his left foot is almost gone and the rest of his toes have bite marks in them.  We cleaned them and put dressings on them.  At least now his feet will be protected.  I just hope they don’t move to his hands.

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Please pray for him and his Mamma.  He hasn’t come back for bandage changes and didn’t come to the malnutrition clinic this week.  I am worried about him.

Last week at medical clinic we had a girl show up that had been in a fight.  She had 2 deep avulsions to her left arm from being cut with a broken bottle. 

She had gone to 2 hospitals and neither would help her.  So, she came to our clinic.  A little while later a second girl showed up and the second of the 3 girls that were fighting.  She had a deep puncture wound to her leg from a bottle.  She also had been to 2 different hospitals without help.  They had packed her wound with cotton so it tool a long time to pick all the cotton out of the wound.

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This is the end result of my work with the 16-year-old with the arm injury.  I won’t show you the before picture because I don’t want to lose readers.  Suturing is really out of my scope of practice.  But, it was help them in my clinic or let them go home and try to let it heal on its own.  This would have made a tremendous scare as it was very wide but would have most likely also gotten a really bad infection.  I think it looks pretty good for having no formal training in suturing!

I missed a delivery that the mom wanted me to help with last week.  She waited to long to call and by the time I got there everything was over.  So just a couple days later I got a call and was asked to help another momma.  This time I arrived about 3 hours early.  But on Saturday the 16th at 9:03 am this little angel came into the world.  I helped mom as she delivered laying on the concrete floor of her little house.  Baby and mom are both doing fine!!

 I earned my second pink stork pin in Haiti!!

I earned my second pink stork pin in Haiti!!

This little guy is one of a pair of twins.  He was 3 weeks old and only weighed 1.87 kg (4.11 lbs).  He was so little and so frail.  He looked like a little old man.

 He just needs somebody to care!

He just needs somebody to care!

Mom had died during child birth.  We didn’t think the Aunt could handle caring for them properly by herself as it would take constant care keep both of them alive.  We transported them to an inpatient malnutrition center where they would have the best chance.  A few hours later we got a phone call from the inpatient center and they told us that they told the "Aunt" she was a liar and she finally confessed that she was the mom and didn’t want to breast feed her kids.  She was the 3rd mamma to lie to us that week. 

There have been some major changes in the malnutrition program to prevent some of the dishonesty and scamming that has begun taking place. 

I want to be a good steward with the money that you provide so that this ministry can continue while still giving these children every opportunity to survived and succeed in life despite some of their parents.

 Hanging out with the kids!!

Hanging out with the kids!!

I am sad to report that I am no longer at the school. 

Shortly after moving things started to become very difficult.  I knew based on history that it would not be healthy for me to continue working at the school every day. 

I have packed up my equipment and supplies at the school and will no longer be serving there.  The children and others in the community I worked with will still be able to come up the road to the other clinic location to have their needs for care met. 

If you have any questions about this situation feel free to contact me at

On the other side is this will make it easier to have enough time to start my maternal health clinic!!  I hope to get things up and running in January when I return from a short break with friends and family in Michigan over Christmas!

I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for your faithful support of Kelby’s Kids in 2017.  You have truly saved lives, brought hope, and made a difference in the lives of a lot of kids and there families.  The maternal health clinic will add additional expenses to the budget but if you look back through the stories from this blog you will see where lives were saved already with some of the mothers that I have worked with. It's a very serious need in Haiti.

I am excited to see where 2018 takes us and hope that you will be a part of it.

Praying you have a very Merry CHRISTmas and a blessed New Year!!

Until No Child Dies,


Making a Real Difference


If you've followed along with Kelby's updates from Haiti this year, it doesn't take too long to see the kind of difference Kelby's Kids is making in the lives of women and children and families in Haiti.

Through his medical clinic, hundreds and hundreds of wounds and coughs and breaks have been healed. And through his malnutrition clinic, hundreds of kids and moms have received formula and food and education.

And he's just getting started!

On behalf of the Board of Kelby's Kids, I'd like to encourage you to get in on the world-wide movement of #GivingTuesday. Today's a great day to give a first-time gift or an increased gift to help make a real difference in Kelby's ministry! 

You can experience the joy of empowering Kelby to continue to do what he's doing — and to help him plan for the future! Every single dollar is a great encouragement! Because Kelby's Kids is only at 35% of its funding goals for the year, a $100 gift or $500 gift, or a recurring monthly gift would make an enormous impact on the health of the Kelby's Kids outreach!

Please consider giving today. Thank you!

Daniel Montgomery
Kelby's Kids board member 

Updates On Kelby's Kids

I want to update you on some of the kids and happenings with Kelby’s Kids!

As I mentioned in my last blog post, I passed my 1-year anniversary in Haiti on November 9th!!  It’s exciting to be able to say that I have lived in Haiti for over a year now! 

Please continue to pray for me and the ministry of Kelby’s kids.  An unsettling number of missionaries that move to Haiti full time, go home within 18 months or less and never return.  Haiti can be a very difficult, frustrating, heartbreaking, and overwhelming place.  I really want to beat that statistic of 18 months with, maybe, 18 years! 

There is a lot of good, heartwarming, life changing work that does happen and the focus needs to remain on that.

I didn’t tell you in my last post that when I went to Bohoc I was able to see 325 patients in 5 days!

 An outdoor clinic in Bohoc

An outdoor clinic in Bohoc

It was also one of the most restful and relaxing weeks I have had in Haiti in a long time.  It made me realize how stressful and constant things really are at the school.  Self-care is an important part of serving in a third world country.  Many studies have revealed that the stress level for missionaries in these countries is often equivalent to people that live in war zones.  So it’s important to take care of yourself as well as your patients.  You can’t pour anything out of an empty cup!

So, I have moved from the school. 

I am only about 300 yards — away but it’s a whole different world.  Although I'm busy getting settled in, it’s been a nice first week in my new room.  Troy and Gwyn Price, the missionaries on the next street that I do a lot of work with, have allowed me to move into one of their intern rooms.  When I told Sherrie that I was leaving the school she said “I’m actually surprised you made it this long, this is a very difficult place to live and most don't make it a year.”  Imagine if 450 people visited your house every day!

Some of the students were upset I was leaving until I explained to them that I am just sleeping in a different place.  I will still be at the school working in the clinic nearly every day.

Ischia, originally posted as Auze (Haitians go by several names often times), has been accepted by the Haiti Cardiac Alliance as a patient!  Please continue to pray for her.  She has been placed on several medications (Lasix, Vasotec, & Digoxin) to try to help her heart and condition.  She has such a bad Ventricular Septal Defect (the wall between the 2 bottom parts of your heart) that there is barely a Septum visible.  Because of this she has significant Pulmonary Hypertension and if it doesn’t improve she will not be a surgical candidate.  This will cost her her life within the next couple years or sooner if she gets sick.

 Ischia has so much to consider at such a young age.

Ischia has so much to consider at such a young age.

Davernile is doing great!  They were unable to convince her family to continue to care for her even with assistance.  She has graduated from the inpatient malnutrition program and has been placed in a special needs children’s home where she will be loved and cared for as she deserves!

 Davernile looks like she almost doubled her weight since that day we thought she might die.

Davernile looks like she almost doubled her weight since that day we thought she might die.

Guerna, I am very sad to report, did not get her surgery. 

She had a fever on the day of surgery so they had to postpone it.  She has been rescheduled for their next trip in march. We will work closer with her to do everything we can to be sure she is healthy for her surgery in March. As she grows and the scars on her chest from her burns get tighter and she is getting more uncomfortable and having more trouble breathing. 

A couple days after she was sent home as I was walking down the road she ran up to me and gave me a big hug and just held onto me.  I think she desperately wants the surgery. I hope she understood when I told her "I won’t give up" and will see that she gets surgery.  It broke my heart.

Please remember to pray for Guerna that her March surgery will be a success.

 Guerna has such a sweet spirit despite all the suffering she has been though in her life.

Guerna has such a sweet spirit despite all the suffering she has been though in her life.

Faeka, the baby I delivered on February 15th, is happy and healthy!!  It’s nice to see her every couple days as I walk from my new home to the school and back.

 Faeka is a curious little girl.  She always looks like she has much to say when I talk to her.  

Faeka is a curious little girl.  She always looks like she has much to say when I talk to her.  

On Friday we were able to go to The Apparent Project for lunch. 

It’s a place a lot of Missionaries hang out.  It also provides a lot of Haitians with jobs working there and making items for their large gift shop.  While we were there Aaron Boyd came in to set up for a concert that they were doing with World Orphans that night.  Aaron Boyd is from Belfast Ireland and the leader of the band Blue Tree, he is also the Author of the powerful song “God Of This City.” They also had a team from the American Ninja TV show that was doing work with Kids that week. 

It was a great experience to be able to talk with Aaron and the team that was with them. 

Many of them, including Aaron, are good friends with my good friend Mike who has been working with World Orphans for over 8 years. It was an encouraging time of community with God’s people.

 Aaron Boyd and myself in a selfie!

Aaron Boyd and myself in a selfie!

My friends gave me a hard time for taking a selfie with him but he took this one first and it was posted on the Blue Tree Facebook page!

My last post about Bohoc was a little long to include all this so I broke it up into a second post.  Thanks for your continued interest in the work of Kelby's Kids in Haiti!

Until No Child Dies