Making a Difference
The Sandy Christman Foundation (SCF) is an emerging philanthropy raising money through charitable contribution’s to support health-care and health care professionals with a particular interest in the Kagera region of northwestern Tanzania.
SCF was established in 2000 to raise awareness and promote the ideals of Sandy Christman, P.A.-C who died of breast cancer in 1999 at the age of 38. During her 12-year battle with cancer, Sandy made a difference in the lives of countless patients. She was and remains a true inspiration to the patients she treated and colleagues with whom she worked. Her perseverance, compassion, and pursuit of excellence embodied her remarkable passion for medicine and life.
From the Blog
November 17, 2019
Preface: Futurist Kevin Kelly has talked (see TED Talks) about the Seven Kingdoms of life on our planet. You may recall from school that all life can be categorized in 5 or 6 Kingdoms (depending on when you went to school). Kelly and others postulate how Technology is, or will be, a life form of its own thus Seven Kingdoms. This story is about the boundary of the Seventh Kingdom.
I went to visit a good witch doctor the other day. His name is Pascal… Read More
When success gets you power, as in electric power.
It took 2 years, patience, a trusting friendship, faith and the contributions of our donors but the solar panels at Biharamulo Hospital finally kicked into production last May. There were weeks last year when I thought the customs inspectors in Tanzania were out to personally torture me. It’s been a real education about how hard it is to do international business across many time zones. All of that is made worse by long distances and developing countries with evolving economies and policies… Read More
IN THE SPRING OF 2013 I INVITED MY FRIEND, AND MENTOR DR JEREMY MORTON TO COME TO BIHARAMULO HOSPITAL IN TANZANIA TO SPEND A FEW WEEKS WORKING, OPERATING, TEACHING AND LEARNING AT THE HOSPITAL. HERE ARE TWO ENTRIES FROM HIS JOURNAL WITH HIS OBSERVATIONS:
1) MORNING ROUNDS: The first day we made rounds on the men’s ward with the nurse, a nun who was a doctor, two medical students and a clinical officer. We walked down the dark hallway, in need of lighting and entered the first room. This was called Ward I because it contained 9 beds, four on each wall and one in the center… Read More
BUS TO KIGOMA
Wait, slow, stop, go, blizzard of red dust comes through the windows like poison nerve gas, I hold my breath.
Overcrowded, babies everywhere, sweaty, hot, shoeless blind peasant leans into me, our wet skin mixes.
Now sitting on the floor in the aisle, he leans his shoulder on my knee seeking support navigating in his darkness… Read More
What if you name was Luck? It is a common name in Africa.
Would it affect your life? And if so, for how long. Where does a little luck end and random chance begin? How about the intensity of luck? Does getting a flat tire mean that if you didn’t have some mild luck that flat tire could have been an accident…that killed you? Or maybe you have never had a flat tire or an accident… Read More
Sandy Christman Foundation Projects
2018 – 2019