My colleagues used to tell me about 
flying with helicopters

they're frightened of bad weather and 
other things.

But I'm motivated to do it and feel 
the challenge.

Way before I returned to Papua, I had a 
dream

that some day I would become a doctor 
who flies all over to remote areas.

And that dream came true.

<i>PEARL IN THE NOKEN</i>

I joined the Baliem Mission Centre (BMC)

In the organizational structure, I'm the 
medical manager.

We have a bimonthly schedule.

We visit some areas already under 
BMC's purview and try to expand to more.

First, we go North,

to the Kaimana area.

There, we'll find Esrotnaba lake.

It's the center for our services. And 
second, to the South, the Korowai area.

We have strong connections with Helivida.

Helivida is an organization that serves 
and helps all of Papua's remote areas.

In one of my trips, I flew with a Helivida 
pilot, Pilot Erwin.

We were flying at around 12 noon

because there was an emergency Medivac 
(Medical Evacuation) mission

to one of the small villages

near the border of Oksibil and Boven 
Digul.

It's about 2 hours and 20 minutes from 
Wamena.

And the trip to Boven Digul requires 
passing a mountainous area near Kurima,

Iberoma, Tama, and there are strong winds.

Suddenly, many clouds blew in and covered 
the mountains, so we couldn't see anything

and we couldn't fly any higher.

So we followed the river of Baliem, followed 
it up. But it was raining heavily.

I stayed quiet.

Then the pilot said "Doctor Mia,

please do not worry, we need to thank 
God for giving us this heavy rain.

That means I don't have to clean this 
chopper anymore

because God is cleaning it from heaven".

Yes, immediately my stress disappeared.

Everyday, I'm working at the hospital and 
if suddenly there's a

Medivac calling from Helivida

I have to be on stand-by.

And at any time, whether it's good 
weather or bad, if there's a call

if there's a pilot ready, I need to get 
ready to fly to evacuate patients.

Mum, here mum.

He and I were nurses

who helped patients

up in remote areas.

Even in the remote areas

where people are afraid to enter.

But he and I

we have given our all to serve 
these people.

I get my spirit from my parents.

Ever since I was a child, there was always 
a request for my father at my house to

conduct operations

He had to travel from night until morning,
often without rest.

If there was a patient who needed an 
operation, and the doctor called

he needed to leave to help assist.

Besides these complicated operations, 
there was often a Medivac from the

MAF (Mission Aviation Fellowship).

He went straight away and left us 
for days.

So here's a community, they've gathered 
so I can conduct an examination.

I've given them basic immunisation.

I stayed and worked there.

This is the local medical centre where 
I worked for them.

<i>It's from the old days, so only black 
and white, not colour like mine.</i>

<i>There was a journey from Karumbaga 
to Bokondini. That's far.</i>

<i>It's quite far.</i>

So we needed to put Mia inside of a noken 
(a cloth to carry a child).

Because she was still so small.

If she was thirsty

I needed to put her down and feed her 
some milk

and then continue to walk.

We put her in a noken, and we climbed 
a mountain.

It was hard to carry her on the shoulder.

To climb, it's difficult. And the path was 
covered by trees.

So many trees hit our heads, and many 
other things.

So we couldn't move fast.

But with the Noken, we can walk fast.

Even when we climb up a mountain, we can 
hold on to a root.

Easy, right?

I have an story from when I was working in 
Wamena in 2009, and began to work in the

Emergency Hospital there.

Suddenly a fight occurred between some 
tribes.

And many of these victims were carried to 
the Emergency Hospital in Wamena.

A senior nurse came and just touched my 
head like this.

Yes, I understood what it meant.

She just held and touched my head like 
this.

It means that she has once carried me in 
her Noken.

And that her head had once carried me.

I need to return all the kindness that's 
been given to me by my sisters and

brothers, who I call the hands of God.

Money will never be enough.

I must return all the kindness and love 
that they've given to me.

I'm giving it back to all the people I've 
ever treated.

I don't have any passion to start my own 
medical business

to make money from my patients

just to take care of my own welfare.

No.

For me, a doctor is a healer.

That's all.