Email from Alison Thompson sent to her parents in Sutherland Shire (Sydney):
Hi mum and dad – I won’t be around when they announce my award on January 26th.
I am with Sean Penn, diana jenkins, Oscar and 15 doctors embedded in the 82
airbourne ( USA) Dante would describe it as hell here. There is no food and
wAter and hundreds dying daily. The aid is all bottlenecked and not reaching
here . The other day i assisted with amputation ( holding them down) while they
used a saw to cut a young boys leg off with no pain killers. Today I went with
a strike force and army patrol in hummers into the streets and walked 5 miles
through the camps set up on every street corner ..sewage and bodies stench is
everywhere. As i attend to a patient 30 people crowd around me and it’s hard to
breath. I nearly fainted today as the sewage smell went straight down my
throat. I went white and dizzy but couldn’t sit down as sewage is running
through the streets. There is much infection and it feels like the job is too
big. No antibiotics anywhere.
Good news, today our new york doctors evacuated 18 patients with spinal
injuries out to miami and we’re all so excited. Our mash unit is in the 82 air
base overlooking a refugee camp of over 50000 people. The refugees start
singing Christian songs at 4 am and line up for food until the army hands it
out at 8 am ( thats if there is any food) On the first night I was in the
nearby jungle camping under the stars with my team and woke up to the beautiful music drawing me to them. I thought it was a church and we went to find it and came across the 82 airbourne camp and the refugee camp. ( that’s how we ended up here) as it wasn’t safe to stay where we were even though we had our own security force.
We are totally self suffient with food gas and medicines and have a private
donor (Diana Jenkins who was a refugee in camps in Bosnia as a child – her
family died of starvation in the camps. ) Sean Penn is here purely as a
volunteer and is cutting through bureaucracy to get aid moving and food water
and medicines to the people. There is no agenda but to save lives. Helicopters
fly over head and it feels like vietnam. That night 50,000 people sung me to
sleep and they sing every night for the world to save them. There is always
hope but she’s not here right now.
My writing is a mess as it’s on iPhone and keeps changing my words and the
generator is on for a few hours but I know it’s important to tell the world.
Please send to any press who may call or family and friends.