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BUILDING BRIDGES<br />

Mapping Childhood Malnutrition in<br />

Chiapas, Mexico BY MAGGIE COCHRAN<br />

I love global health. I love<br />

to travel, I love learning new<br />

languages, and I am passionate<br />

about providing health<br />

care to underserved populations.<br />

Thus, the opportunity<br />

to do hands-on pediatric<br />

research in rural Mexico this<br />

summer sounded perfect.<br />

However, what I thought<br />

would be a summer of inspiration<br />

and enlightenment<br />

became an internal struggle<br />

to find purpose in my work. I<br />

found myself questioning the<br />

value of global health, and my<br />

role in its mission. Instead of<br />

clarity, I often encountered<br />

overwhelming ambiguity.<br />

Maggie Cochran with a child; Chiapas landscape<br />

THIS SUMMER, I WORKED AS A<br />

researcher with Compañeros<br />

En Salud (CES), a sister organization<br />

to Partners in Health.<br />

It provides high-quality, primary<br />

health care to the Chiapas<br />

region—one of Mexico’s<br />

poorest and most isolated<br />

states. I sought to assess the<br />

prevalence of chronic and<br />

acute malnutrition in children<br />

under five and to make<br />

comprehensive maps of this<br />

information for future health<br />

care interventions. Each week<br />

I traveled to a new mountain<br />

community with a GPS and<br />

measuring tape in hand; I<br />

hiked home-to-home weighing<br />

and measuring children,<br />

interviewing parents about<br />

food security, and plotting this<br />

data on virtual maps of the<br />

region.<br />

Most days were inspirational.<br />

The community-members<br />

were incredibly warm<br />

and open, offering bottomless<br />

cups of coffee as they told<br />

me their deepest fears about<br />

money, food and family. As a<br />

second-year medical student,<br />

I am still getting used to the<br />

privilege that comes with the<br />

white coat; I am humbled<br />

by the fact that strangers are<br />

willing to reveal so much to<br />

me about their personal lives<br />

and inner reflections—and I<br />

hope this humbling feeling<br />

never goes away.<br />

I also felt as though I could<br />

truly be helpful. Almost half<br />

of the children I encountered<br />

suffered from chronic malnutrition.<br />

Chronic malnutrition<br />

may be caused by poor diet,<br />

frequent infections and/or<br />

poor maternal nutrition while<br />

the child is in the womb. If<br />

left untreated, children who<br />

suffer from chronic malnutrition<br />

may not grow to their full<br />

potential, mentally or physically.<br />

My goal was to intervene<br />

during this critical period, to<br />

inform parents of their child’s<br />

illness and motivate them to<br />

act. Many parents seemed to<br />

really listen to my nutritional<br />

charlas, asking thoughtful<br />

questions about their child’s<br />

diet. A majority of parents<br />

immediately visited the local<br />

doctor to engage in more personalized<br />

conversations about<br />

their child’s health.<br />

But many days I felt hopeless.<br />

Many days I didn’t want<br />

to go to work, because I knew<br />

I’d have to tell twenty more<br />

starving mothers that their<br />

children were starving, too.<br />

And what were the mothers<br />

supposed to do with this<br />

information? They have no<br />

resources; they have no options.<br />

I began to question the value<br />

of my work. Without reform<br />

at the highest level—national<br />

and international governments<br />

enacting real social<br />

change—how can individuals<br />

like me hope to improve the<br />

health outcomes of these suffering<br />

families? I felt myself<br />

starting to crumble under<br />

an overwhelming feeling of<br />

helplessness.<br />

When I spoke to my mentor<br />

about these alternating<br />

feelings of empowerment and<br />

despair, he responded that<br />

these were staples of the global<br />

health experience. On the<br />

one hand, the work is meaningful<br />

and often life-changing<br />

for patient and physician; on<br />

the other hand, global health<br />

delivery can feel hopeless<br />

when larger social structures<br />

work against it. While organizations<br />

like CES take both<br />

a bottom-up and a top-down<br />

approach in an attempt to<br />

address health care at the<br />

individual and societal level,<br />

my mentor still emphasized<br />

that as an individual global<br />

health practitioner, one needs<br />

to hold on to the good days<br />

during times of self-doubt. So<br />

I am choosing to hold on to<br />

the good days—the days full<br />

of inspiration and love and<br />

hope—and I am excited to use<br />

the data collected from this<br />

summer to design interventions<br />

that will make Chiapas a<br />

happier, healthier place. And<br />

today, that is good enough<br />

motivation for me.<br />

Maggie Cochran is a student<br />

at Harvard Medical School.<br />

She graduated from Harvard<br />

College in 2011 with a major<br />

in Psychology. She used her<br />

DRCLAS Summer Independent<br />

Internship Travel Grant<br />

to study childhood malnutrition<br />

in Chiapas, Mexico.<br />

100 ReVista SPRING 2016 PHOTOS COURTESY OF MAGGIE CPCHRAN

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