The Ontario Mason: Death of Mother Teresa evoked strong memories for physician Death of Mother Teresa evoked strong memories for physician ================================================================================ Admin on 31 July, 2008 07:16:00 By Heather McCrae Port Perry Star When news of Mother Teresa's death broke, one local man was particularly moved by her passing. John Forster, a physi­cian at the Medical Associates in Port Perry, volunteered his services in 1990 at the Centre for the Destitute and Dying in Calcutta, a street clinic and leprosarium, founded by Mother Teresa in the early 1950s. "I was pleased when I heard she had died," he said. "She had been ill for so long and I was glad she didn't have to suffer any more. She died as she wanted to die, surrounded by the people she loved." Mother Teresa, 87, a Nobel Peace Prize winner, cared for the destitute and dying for more than 50 years, devoting her life to helping the poorest of the poor. Dr. Forster says it was after reading the book City of Joy he became inspired to forfeit his holidays to volunteer his services for 17 days at the Mother Teresa Sisters of Charity in Calcutta. When he arrived in February of 1990, Dr. Forster and other volun­teers were given a briefing by the nuns about the work they would be doing. He was asked to work in a street clinic. The clinic, located by a railway station in Calcutta, was home for thousands of destitute refugees. "They live on the tracks, the platforms and are the poorest of the poor," Dr. Forster said. "Poorest of the poor means they have nothing, in contrast to the poor who have next to nothing," he said. "These people have no identity, no friends, no health, no clothing and thousands of these people roam the streets in this area of Calcutta." At the clinic, where every morning at 8 a.m. with a prayer, language was a barrier, but one that was overlooked. Dr. Forster, who speaks English and French, worked alongside an Italian pediatrician who spoke his native tongue, little French and no English, while a French doctor could speak some English. The sisters spoke English, Hindu and some Bengali, the latter spoke by the thousands of "clients" who visited the clinic every week. ... Dr. Forster's work over­seas was a real eye-opener. The young and the old who visited the clinic daily had tuberculosis, cancer, para­sites, ulcers, malaria and the most dreadful skin dis­eases. His afternoons were spent working at the Centre for Destitute and Dying. "This was Mother Teresa's first love," he said. "The sisters would go out and find people who were destitute and dying alone, then bring them to the cen­tre where they would die surrounded by the compa­ny of fellow human beings, after which they were given a decent disposal. "It's a shocking place. These people have no iden­tity. They are hideously ill from all sorts of diseases, yet it makes no difference what they are dying from." Dr. Forster helped wash and feed these people, giv­ing them comfort in their final hours. Dishes were washed with ashes and water from a local well. Soap was not available. "I was asked to remove my stethoscope, as it would give people false hope," he says. "I did things for these sick people I hadn't appre­ciated before as being so important." Dr. Forster recalled how, at the end of his first shift, he was reprimanded severely by the Sisters for writing his notes in ink on a piece of paper: "The Sisters gave me hell because I should have writ­ten in pencil so it could be erased and the paper used again." At the end of every day, Dr. Forster was emotion­ally drained from his ordeal. "Your nerves are jangled," he said. When volunteers went back to the hotel they would sit or stand for 30 minutes, med­itating in the Mother House. "That was the most calming effect of the day," he said. When Dr. Forster and the French pediatrician visited the leprosarium, they traveled 40 miles by train to the village of Titigargh the home of more than 700 lepers. Surrounding this village, 25,000 inhabitants came for outpatient treatment by six medical staff. Leprosy is a devastating disease, not only because of its physical characteris­tics, but because of its social consequences. "Your family renounces you and you're cast on to the street until you cease to become a person," Dr. Forster said. "There were three points I was taught in medical school," said Dr. Forster. "I was told we could cure sometimes, relieve often, and comfort always. I believed then and now that because we have such faith and trust in modern technological advances, we believe we can comfort always. The truth is we can't. "But in our belief we can cure always, we have forgotten to comfort always. Mother Teresa showed me what comfort really means." Current Update: V.W.Bro. Forster was twice Past Master of St Andrew's Lodge No. 560 in Ottawa District No. 1 in 1979-80 and 2006-7 where he has been a member for 41 years and was their youngest Master in 1979-80. He was Grand Junior Deacon in 1982 and appointed to the Board of General Purposes in 1983. He was obliged to resign from the Board in 1984 after being appointed Professor & Chairman of Family Practice at Memorial University of Newfoundland. He subsequently served as Professor and Chairman for 10 years at the University of Ottawa (John was living there when he went to Calcutta). After a 5 year stint in rural practice in Port Perry he finished his career in an underserviced remote area of Northern Ontario. Currently he works part time doing home based Palliative Medicine caring for people who are dying at home. This article was printed originally in the Port Perry Star where V.W. Bro. Dr. John Forster was a practicing physician. He had moved there from Ottawa and has since returned to Ottawa for his retirement. We would like to thank him for his permission to reuse this article and wish him well in his retirement. A true humanitarian & feemason.