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a time to celebrate! and a time to remember that i am 27, without a job, home, significant other, child, and with debt (really only a little debt so i can’t be overly melodramatic, even though i am trying for effect here).

before i dive into this post, i should say i’m actually perfectly content with where i am at to date (aside from the reality that i do look forward to holding an awesome job where i make a public health difference…i do believe the profession has an amazing capacity to make a difference). i should also say that i believe life has a way of sorting itself out at the rate life decides it should sort itself out, provided i’m doing the necessary leg work and all. please know, i’m quite happy and blessed.

so, graduation. these two years absolutely flew by. during orientation, dr. vena said we would be surprised by the amount we would change in these two years. he was correct. my proudest accomplishment, one that is tough to express in short, is how much i grew up during this time. i’ve always been the ‘good one’. the one who was mature for her age at 16. friends who i haven’t seen in years are still surprised if they see a beer in my hand or if i stay out past 10pm. (i like to run and i live in georgia. you let me know how well staying up late or drinking works for you when you plan to be done running before 7am, but whatever.) my point is that i believe i am mature. so what growing up did i need? well, aside from the belief that we are always learning (should we allow ourselves the opportunity), one of my biggest challenges has been confidence my decisions and my abilities. close friends are incredibly kind and sincerely don’t understand these insecurities; however, they exist. but here is the exciting part: somewhere in peru, i finally saw what my friends have always seen. i finally had the mental shift to actually stop second-guessing and feel autonomous over my future. in my time at uga i discovered that i sincerely believe in education (this doesn’t have to be higher education or even graduate school education, this is just what i did)…more so, i believe and value experiences that provide an opportunity to become more self-conscious about how ones lives. to expand knowledge and develop skills that allow us to make reasoned decisions because our worldview has been broadened. there are more areas of growth i could discuss; some are controversial and others still need refinement, but in short, i feel like i grew up. and this makes me proud.

graduation in and of itself was nice. i had lunch with my parents and brother at 5&10 and enjoyed one last meeting with all of my wonderful, and i mean wonderful, cohort friends.

brother made a cameo

lindsey and i walked to class together on the first day. really.

my favorite sara/h’s. they are really great.

and of course, my wonderful parents!

*readers should know that i often make grammatical errors in my blog. i’m trying this whole proofreading thing so hopefully the errors will drop in numbers. with that, i write conversationally and it’s far from perfect. i save that for papers. ;) apologies.

what a memorable birthday! i was surprised with a gift from my parents via sarah in the morning, surprised again with cake from the staff at the clinic, flooded with e-mail and facebook messages from sweet friends, and spoiled at dinner with laughter, wine, tapas, and dessert.

dinner at my favorite restaurant in cusco with friends

complete with an amazing desert!

the majority of the birthday day was spent working on GIS maps for dr. ferris. sarah and i worked to compile data and create maps displaying the total number of campaign site visits per district, total number of women screened per district, and the yearly breakdown of the two for 2008-2011 coverage. it paid off. the maps looked wonderful and we were invited to join dr. ferris and dr. flores for a meeting at the Ministry of Health!

snuck a photo inside the meeting room. photos of all the previous ministers of health lining the walls.

sarah, myself, and dr. ferris outside the MOH in peru

with dr. flores at the regional hospital in cusco.

 

in short, that’s kind of the question. peruvian women have one of the highest rates of cervical cancer in the world. one doctor from georgia health sciences university (ghsc), dr. daron ferris, opened cervicusco in 2006 with the aim to prevent cervical cancer and provide additional women’s health care services in the region. in the fall of 2010, uga expanded their partnership with ghsc when they opened the interim medical building, with plans to move to the old navy school campus, now the health sciences campus, in the fall of 2012. in addition to the medical school, the college of public health will join the fun and actually began their move to the new campus this week. still with me? so, dr. ferris has awesome plans for analysis of his current data, as well as a host of future studies. but first, the data has to be in a state ready for analysis. and that’s where mph students ripe and ready to put their epidemiological skills to use come into the picture! a few classmates began the venture earlier this year and in january, i will head to cusco, peru to work at cervicusco with a classmate, and wonderful friend, sarah.

with that, stay tuned as wordpress will be one of the best mediums to share our experience. and trust me, it will be an experience (for starters, our knowledge of spanish is quite thin).

also, any tips and treks will be duly noted.

love,

“Rather than lamenting the adversity of nature, we have to look for a better comprehension of the social causes of horror and also of our tolerance of societal abominations.

‘Human rights violations are not accidents; they are not random in distribution or effect. Rights violations are, rather, symptoms of deeper pathologies of power and are linked intimately to the social conditions that so often determine who will suffer abuse and who will be shielded from harm.’

And yet the reach of science and of globalization has stopped short of bringing reasonable opportunity for survival within the grasp of the deprived masses of our affluent world.”

—Amartya Sen, Forward, Pathologies of Power

I live a privileged life no doubt. Because of that, the statement “we have to look for better comprehension of … our tolerance of social abominations” is humbling. I like to believe that I don’t have this tolerance, but maybe I do. Not acting on inequities is, in essence, tolerance.

one of my courses this fall is an independent study in global health policy. this week is focused on “the girl effect”. after watching that video, check out this article from Cynthia Gorney with National Geographic. from there, trust law has an in focus: child marriage portal and the World Health Organization has some quick epidemiology facts on one of the complications of early marriage and childbirth: obstetric fistula. let’s discuss.

“The current human rights movement in Africa—with the possible exception of the women’s rights movement and faith-based social justice initiatives—appears almost by design to exclude the participation of the people whose welfare it purports to advance. Most human rights organizations are modeled after Northern watchdog organizations, located in an urban area, run by a core management without a membership base (unlike Amnesty International), and dependent solely on overseas funding. The most successful of these organizations only manage to achieve the equivalent status of a public policy think-tank, a research institute, or a specialized publishing house. With media-driven visibility and a lifestyle to match, the leaders of these initiatives enjoy privilege and comfort, and progressively grow distant from a life of struggle.

In the absence of a membership base, there is no constituency-driven obligation or framework for popularizing the language or objectives of the group beyond the community of inward-looking professionals or careerists who run it. Instead of being the currency of a social justice or conscience-driven movement, “human rights” has increasingly become the specialized language of a select professional cadre with its own rites of passage and methods of certification. Far from being a badge of honor, human rights activism is, in some of the places I have observed it, increasingly a certificate of privilege.”

—Chidi Anselm Odinkalu from “Why More Africans Don’t Use Human Rights Language”

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