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Spotlight on Dental Volunteerism Giving People a Reason to Smile Dr. April Detar traveled to Jamaica in March 2019 with a group from her church in State College. She shared her experiences and reflections from her mission trip in the following narrative. Eighteen of us from the Good Shepherd Catholic Church in State College flew to Maggotty, Jamaica to complete a mission trip at the Holy Spirit Church. The waiting room would fill up around 6 a.m. (the clinic opened at 8) and each person took a number and waited until we could see them; we would see 25-30 patients a day. I had many volunteer helpers (including my husband – NOT into dentistry!). Because it was Holy Week we could only see patients three days this week; we took out 127 teeth in those 3 days! They were the most grateful people I have ever met. They all left with a smile because I brought septocaine that was not expired with me so they felt NO pain and many asked me to take out tooth after tooth because it didn’t hurt – we had to cut some patients off at a seven tooth maximum because we had too many patients to see. On Friday we saw their staff…it started as a few and ended as more than 30 people because they brought their families and neighbors. We did our best to clean their teeth (most need DSRP) but we didn’t have adequate supplies to place fillings. They had just expanded the dental area, were opening a new eye clinic the week 30 after we left, and they have a PT clinic, a general medicine clinic and a pharmacy. We were limited with what we had available to use and we made use of everything. Lysol wipes became our best method of sterilization. But the people and the smiles created was the reason I did it. My motto in my office is “Be the reason someone SMILES today!” I wish everyone had a chance to experience what I was able to experience this week; talk about being grateful and having perspective. We all answered questions at an unpacking meeting after we returned home. Here are my reflections on the trip: What experience(s) do I find myself treasuring in my heart? My most treasured experience is 18 “strangers” walking onto a plane with different expectations, coming together to serve in whatever capacity they were asked. What are the emotions that come to me as I remember my experiences? Love, respect, gratitude, forgiveness, frustration, admiration, peace. What positive behaviors did I see in the Jamaican culture that feels different from our culture? Personal space did not seem to exist for the Jamaicans; in church, they squeezed as many people as they could into the pews; they held each other’s babies; they did not seem to have the walls built around them that we in America tend to build; they smiled at each other; they helped one another. They did not have the material possessions that Americans desire and yet they seemed content; happy; satisfied. They talked to one another in actual conversation instead of via text. What inspired me? It was very difficult at first to see dentistry in Jamaica through the lenses I use here at SE P T E M B E R/OC TOBER 2019 | P EN N S YLVA N IA D EN TA L J O UR N AL home. It took several hours the first day to realize that extracting so many teeth was indeed helping them because they had been in so much pain for so long and this would at least bring them relief. The conditions were difficult at best; no sterilization and no other options. THEY inspired me; many came at 6 a.m. to get a number and sat all day until I could see them, terrified it would be painful. Each and every one of them (including the 6- and 7-year-old kids that I removed 6-year permanent molars on) THANKED me and smiled at me and many gave me and my helpers hugs. No one complained they had to wait all day; no one complained they had to pay $4 for treatment (they do not have jobs or money; $4 is a lot). For just a few minutes, I took away their pain, I gave them my attention, and I helped them. They had never met me before, knew nothing about me, yet they trusted me. Dentistry is not like this in the U.S.; THEY inspired me. Is there something I heard that I never want to forget? I heard they referred to us as “whiteys,” and I was able to experience the looks of what so many “others” have received as we walked one evening as a group in search of ice cream. I never want to forget how that felt; I was with many younger girls who were fearful as we walked to town; these girls had looked up to me all week so I had to continue to not show fear for them, even though there was a little fear inside. I hope I never make anyone feel this way; one lesson I have certainly learned in life is that we are all a lot more alike than we are different. If only we all could look through the shells we have been given to wear to see the person inside. What is one thing that I experienced from this mission experience that I would like to continue to do? Serve. I have been blessed with so many