Showing posts with label Bhiro Harry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bhiro Harry. Show all posts

Sunday, October 23, 2016

The "Last Post"... till I am back home

I still can't get that slide show working 
So click on  This Week's Pictures.

I have a Dilemma about Returning Home

This morning when I went to get an egg sandwich for breakfast... I saw to my amazement the "Donut Lady" had returned after a year's absence. Fresh, still warm, large, sugar ones.  And during my last week... Oh the Agony!


The First Year's Turn to visit the Morgue

The 2016 Survivalists of Rev John's Trip to the Morgue

After our visit being cancelled last week because there were too many medical students, we returned on Wednesday.  But when we got there -- more medical students.   When Dr. Singh arrived on his motorcycle he saw me ..... He would take care of everything.  I hoped so, as I wasn't leaving this time.   He was a man of his word and arranged to have one body brought in to an adjoining room where my students were also led.    Here the associate pathologist also a Singh ["Singh" is like "O'Connor" -  dime a dozen name] -- first name Yogeshwar [not a dime a dozen name].  I'll let one of the students tell you about the visit:

"My first experience at the morgue was terrifying.  I have always been afraid of dead bodies, not because they scare me but because of the fact that I know that I am going to die someday.  Seeing them makes me wonder about my life and when it is going to end.  This is the scary part because, I don’t want to die.  I don’t want to leave this world and my family and friends.


But being at the morgue today helped me to appreciate life a whole lot more.  It made me realize how meaningless riches and popularity and material things are.   It was difficult looking at the body just being butchered like an animal or some piece of meat.   I thought about the fact that he had a family and how they must feel knowing that he is gone, but I also felt good that they were not there to witness such a gruesome thing.  

Other than what was going on inside me. I was afraid that the smell would get to me, but it didn’t.   At one point I was afraid to look at the face of the corpse, but thankfully I had my friend to help calm me down and I started to relax and that is when I got curious and wanted to touch.  Even though I knew it was a dead body I kept looking for some sign of life.  Personally, I find it hard to understand what it means to be dead. 

Other than my personal fears, the trip to the Morgue was good.  The pathologist Dr. Yogeshwar Singh was a great teacher.  He took time to explain lots of things to us, even though I can’t remember half of it.  When the organs were being removed from the body, I somehow started to feel a pain in my heart; I thought that I would faint.   I wondered if he was feeling any pain.  Even though I am curious, I don’t think that I ever want to go back to the morgue, much less witness another autopsy.   

I must say thanks to Mercy School of Nursing for giving me such an experience.  It has taught me a lot and I plan to share it with my family and friends.  I want to help someone else to appreciate life and their loved ones a little more than they do right now."


Speaking of Scaredy Cats  Frogs and Rev

Bad Selfie with Gecko
A few weeks ago, one of those salamanders or lizard things dropped down from the ceiling on my head...  and I was just a little jumpy.    These geckos are all over and more a nuisance than anything else.   However, early this morning as I lay sleeping, I felt something walking over my ear and when I went to brush it way - it was pretty big - a frickin' frog.  Now I did scream "a little", but I think that I may have had just cause.   We both lived.  I caught the frog and put him [although I guess it could have been a her] outside.   And I live on the second floor ..... now I have "The Celebrated Jumping Frog of Mercy Hospital".  Sorry Mark Twain.

Final Exams - a Time for Massive Prayer

Singing to the End - and a new adventure.
This is the time of year that my freshman class of 2013 finish up and prepare to write their National Final RN exams... three days all together - two written and one practical.  As tradition would dictate, on the day before, the whole school assembles and wishes them well with prayers and advice.. and we send them on their way to do battle!  In some ways it is had to believe that it has been over three years since they first stepped into my classroom.

                                                              Singing every day.

Leave it there for Just Now

I heard it said that in battle, you need to leave everything and everyone where they die... However, Guyana has taken that message to heart even in times of peace. Stuff just stays where it stopped or was left. A few examples:
Storage?

Never know when you may need it.
But Officer, I only went for gas.













I may be next!
And my famous "Guyana 911" ambulance of 2010 - still there!

Great News Finally

The first classes for the Master in Medicine - Psychiatry were held.  I got the honor of teaching in their second class.   Now I hold the title of "The Absolutely Best Foreign Professor". [Remember Raj?] There have been so many people who worked hard to achieve this, especially Drs. Bhiro Harry and Jorge Balsiero... and our Canadian Mental Health Team Members... who are even more excited about participating in the future.  They are already planing their February and September trips in 2017.  Ask about how you can join them.  There are four doctors who have been helping in the Psychiatry Department at Georgetown Public Hospital for a few years and hoping that the residency would finally start... and now they will get credit for all their hard work.

I met with them in a state of the art multimedia centre at Georgetown Public Hospital... equipped by a Canadian company.  I forgot to get the benefactor's name, as I am not above groveling to get a smaller one at Mercy SoN.   It is also equipped with a phone line that kept ringing on the screen... and I couldn't figure out how to answer or stop it!

New Residents: Drs Vanetta, Elizabeth [Head Resident], Stephan, Old Fart, Meena

And before I forget...

I had a good visit with Raymond Jagessar, who is now a Full Professor in Chemistry at UG... and a "good" Lutheran.   We shared a drink [Ray's was coconut water; mine wasn't] with good memories of Pastor Dick Young who has vanished into the Oregon hinterlands.


And when I was in New Amsterdam I had a quick visit with the  Lutheran Music Academy there.  I had a lively and enthusiastic conversation with the three new volunteer music instructors, Lauren, Sandor and Kirsten.   They conduct music lessons for the surrounding community and at all different levels of ability.  The founders of the school are Eric Sayre and St Olaf's College in Minnesota - along with the support of "Good Ol' Dr Erv."  Click on their link if you are into music.

Lauren, Sandor, Kirsten the 2016-7 Music Teachers

Several weeks ago, I had the privilege of presenting Dr. Tony Carr's and my programme of Problem Based Learning to Director Tabitha Mallampati's class on teaching theories.   It also gave me the chance to reflect on the strengths and weaknesses of how the Mercy programme has been evolving.  These insights are for another time.
There were some Mercy Grads who showed up to hear me again.
And yes, Sister Barbara McLean, I did get to visit with Malinda and make sure she was eating... And I forgot my camera ..... I also forgot my camera [well, actually I did have my camera, but I forgot that I had it] when the Mercy Corps Volunteers had me over for a wonderful team-cooked meal in their nice, but wireless, wireless home...  I am sure I am forgetting stuff, but this will have to do for a few weeks while I finish here and travel to Florida to see some family and then to my Canadian home and my wonderful wife and children and grands.   Till then, thanks for reading.  John

Sunday, October 11, 2015

The Week After and The Week Before

Departures and Arrivals

Emilee Flynn has left and is back hard at work and Dennis LeBlanc is in the air going the wrong way from Boston to get here, but he said it was quicker.    So this week has lacked a little panache... Good but average... and for most of the week I forgot that I had my camera in my pocket... Must be my age or my biorhythms are off.   Anyhow, a colleague in Nova Scotia wrote me: "I guess the scary part is that neither Julie nor I found this last two weeks boring at all, even though this letter is about as mundane and ordinary as you can imagine. So either I am not much of a writer, or we are just getting more and more ordinary."   And I remembered a quote from Malcolm Muggeridge [1998:p 112] wrote, with much wisdom, that "the true wonder of life is indeed its ordinariness."   Sounds okay to me for a week, but I hope next week will be unordinary... at least a little.
Saying farewell and
Maggie looks happy?















Dennis will be joining me for the third time, so he is an old pro... And he has set out an ambitious agenda for the three weeks he is here.  I hope that I can keep up with him; I should, as he is older than I am.

 World Mental Health Day  

As you may remember, Guyana is Number One in the world in the number of suicides per 100,000; the WHO suggests that it is 44 per year.  The average in neighbouring countries is about 7 and in the world about 11.   So the Guyana numbers are really worrisome.   And to their credit the previous government and the present government have been trying to address the problem directly.    Today, the Ministry of Public Health hosted an awareness information session at the National Public Library (I may be wrong I think it is the only public library in Guyana. Yes or No?).
My friend Bhiro 
William Adu-Krow, Leslyn Holder,
Mosa Hudson, Morris Edwards


In typical Guyana fashion the 9:00 sharp start time became somewhere after 9:30 and the introductory greetings ran long, so the workshops were somewhat shortened.  However, this year's event was better attended than last.  I was talking about "Helping people who have suffered a loss by suicide".  I was actually quite busy with questions about almost everything in the Mental Health field other than the topic.    Actually, a medical student was there and we had a great conversation about coping with the special griefs surrounding a suicide.   She is a bright, young, engaging doctor and will be waiting for the Master in Psychiatry programme to get going at University Guyana, so she can begin her residency training.  And did I mention she thinks I am smart?  

The usual cast of characters filled out the speakers and presenters.   Bhiro Harry, Jorge Balseiro, Indhira Harry, Maria a Cuban psychiatrist, several psychologists, including Mosa Hutson who has been working now for over a year in Mental Health.   There were representatives from the Ministry of Public Health and William Adu-Krow, the head of PAHO in Guyana, and the Acting Chief Medical Officer Morris Edwards.    There is a National Coordinator of Mental Health, Leslyn Holder - a first for Guyana.  She is Guyanese and trained as an RN in England; she has returned to give something back to Guyana.   Her position is a vital step in the organization and growth of Mental Health Services.   I am starting to get tempted to believe that mental health services will improve and improve quickly .....  Mind you,  I have been wrong about married priests and just about everything else I have prophesied .....  But (just like the lottery ticket I just bought):  this one I have a good feeling about!



Leslyn Holder addressing the "Crowd".
Miss World Guyana was there with her entourage. She has
been dedicating her year to talk about youth suicide prevention. 
















If you have read the following on FB you can stop.

Lunch with Kavita and Dolly

As I wrote on FB: I was honoured today by some old friends: Kavita Karran Sookhoo and her  husband Naresh, and Dolly (her mom) and the wonderful grandchild Kadesh. They celebrated a meal after church and it was the first time that they had a sit down meal since Kavita's father Kampta died several years ago. Dolly had made a special snapper meal; it was delicious.

I had to think for a while about what to get Kadesh to annoy his parents. A cricket bat, wicket and ball - just the answer as Kadesh started playing right away in the house. 






And as it is all over the world, especially since Robert Frost wrote a poem about it, there was  disagreement about where the fence should go.  It wasn't settled when I left...  It is somewhat comforting to know people are the same all over the world.

Have a good week, readers.  John

Friday, October 2, 2015

Emilee, my Guest Blogger


Stories by Dr. Emilee

 My niece, Emilee Flynn has spent the last three weeks in Guyana and most of her time here at Mercy with me.  I got to thinking -- I may have spent almost as much time with Emilee as I have with her mom, Monica, who was a lot younger than I was...and still is!  It was a great visit for me.  Emily writes:

Guyana:

For the last 13 years I have read my Uncle John’s “Ramblings.” I have read about his “other sons,” his girls at St. Ann’s, and the nursing students that he teaches. I have looked at the pictures that he has sent and posted and have marveled at their beauty. And I have waited for the last 13 years hoping for a chance that I might someday be able to join him and experience just some of the work that he and his many colleagues partake in. Well, my chance finally came and now it is my privilege to contribute to these “Ramblings.”


I am currently in the third and final year of my pediatrics residency at St. Christopher’s Hospital for Children in Philadelphia, PA. After much discussion, I received approval to travel to Guyana for three weeks as part of an elective in Global Health. I plan to practice in a global setting after residency and have applied to a number of different Global Health Fellowships and Programs. These three weeks have allowed me to at least get a glimpse of what I am signing up for in the future.

I was warned that it would be hot in Guyana. And yes it is hot, but I am adjusting. I was warned that there would be bugs and other critters, but that has never really bothered me. I was also told of the incredible kindness, hospitality and wonderful life-energy of the Guyanese people. And while people can tell you about that, such words can never fully express or do justice to the actual experience.
First time for Emilee and 28 years for Doc
Devi.

Dr. Devi who is now Medical Director
and my doctor for Uncle John's bronchitis, now cured,
invited us over for dinner with some friends.



Dr Bhiro Harry invited us for dinner and his lovely wife Georgia
did all the work.  On the right is their daughter, Indira.


















At my Taju's restaurant with the new
Mercy Corps volunteers.
During my first week I had the opportunity to see the work that Uncle John as well as many, many others have put into the Problem Based Learning Curriculum for the nursing students. I had the chance to sit in on some of their sessions and hear their thought process as they worked through the cases. I participated in some problem based learning sessions in medical school, but it was still a relatively new process when I was there. It was exciting to see how seriously the nursing students took the cases and began to direct their own learning and education. 













I was able to see one of Uncle John’s ethics classes in values and morality and then even helped to “grade” these papers after the session. In all fairness I warned Uncle John that I was an easy and generous grader before I started… pretty much the entire class scored a 15/15! And in true Uncle John form, I even taught one of the classes. I had only been in Guyana for 15 hours and he was already putting me to work! Fortunately he just wanted to give his students the chance to ask me questions and get to know a “young professional woman.” After so many years of reading his “Ramblings” I pretty much knew to expect something like this!







Dr. Rosa with Medical Students
I had the opportunity to discuss the medical care in Guyana with a number of different physicians my uncle has formed relationships with over the years.   My first experience was with Dr. Mallika Mootoo, a long standing Mercy paediatrician, who let me join her in two different clinics. (I will blame Uncle John for not getting a picture of us together.)
Dr Jabour

And through these conversations and experiences I witnessed the similarities as well as differences that exist between our health care systems. Parents are always going to have the same concerns, hopes, and dreams for their children and their futures regardless of where that child is living. It is a struggle both in Philadelphia and Guyana to help parents understand that children with asthma (or any chronic medical condition for that matter) need to take a medicine every day even though they may not be wheezing or having trouble breathing on that particular day. Parents still threaten their children that if they are not well behaved that they will get needles or shots, or “bored” as they refer to it in Guyana. This, by the way, is one of my biggest pet peeves as a pediatrician. It means that the child is going to associate going to the doctor with being bad and having to receive immunizations when in reality many visits have no immunizations.
Anyway ..… The hospitals in Guyana are promoting breastfeeding and keeping mother and child together in the same room. Both are AAP (American Academy of Pediatrics) recommendations and yet are initiatives that many US hospitals are still trying to promote and facilitate. There are relatively few subspecialists in Guyana, and the majority of care is provided by internists, family medicine physicians, and general pediatricians. There is no EEG machine (a test that helps to diagnosis specific types of seizure disorders) in Guyana as there is no one who has the training to interpret these test results. As I know my uncle has discussed in previous posts, there is still an incredibly negative stigma associated with mental illness in Guyana that has inhibited many from seeking appropriate care. And there are few training opportunities for providers to receive advanced or continuing psychiatric training or education.

One of the other reasons I came to Guyana was as part of the Bridges Medical Mission, a group of approximately 20 US based health care providers with skills in family medicine, pediatrics, Ob/Gyn, Cardiology, Urology, Dentistry, Nursing, Ultrasound Technician, and Respiratory Therapy. Many of the individuals in the group are originally from Guyana and some still have family living in the area. While some in the group assisted and provided direct care, many in the group worked on educational initiatives and helped to provide continuing medical education courses to local physicians and health care providers.









Guyana's population is approximately 800,000 with births of approximately 14,000 per year. According to the WHO statistics from 2012, the neonatal mortality rate (infants passing away in the first 28 days of life) in Guyana was 19.4 per 1,000 births. Compare this to other surrounding countries for the same year:
Trinidad and Tobago: 14.8/1,000
Surinam: 11.7/1,000
Jamaica: 10.6/1,000
Barbados: 9.5/1,000
Brazil: 9.2/1,000
Venezuela: 8.5/1,000
USA: 4.1/1,000
Canada: 3.5/1,000
Finland: 1.6/1,000

In terms of infant mortality (children passing away in the first year of life) Guyana ranks #65 in the world out of 224 countries.



As part of this medical mission I assisted one of the attending Neonatologists at St. Christopher’s Hospital for Children to teach Helping Babies Breathe Courses. Helping Babies Breathe is a neonatal resuscitation curriculum for resource-limited circumstances. It was developed on the premise that assessment at birth and simple newborn care are things that every baby deserves. The initial steps taught in Helping Babies Breathe can save lives and give a much better start to many babies who struggle to breathe at birth. The focus is to meet the needs of every baby born. Helping Babies Breathe emphasizes skilled attendants at birth, assessment of every baby, temperature support, stimulation to breathe, and assisted ventilation as needed, all within "The Golden Minute" after birth. The course is taught in a train-the-trainer model, thus allowing all those who participated in the course to take what they have learned and share their knowledge and skills with others in their communities.

The course is split over a two day period and utilizes role playing and simulation to work through scenarios that are meant to help participants recognize when a baby needs help making the initial transition into the world and taking their first breath. We conducted one course at Linden Hospital, which is about 2 hours from Georgetown. There were 7 midwives and birth attendants from Linden as well as the surrounding rural towns who participated in this course. We conducted a second course in Georgetown that was attended by 12 nurses and midwives including 3 nurses from Mercy Hospital. The other 9 nurses were from rural provinces and traveled 4+ hours for the course by taxi, boat, and bus. I was humbled by their willingness to share their experiences of delivering and caring for children in their rural and often resource-limited settings. It was inspiring to see the enthusiasm that many of these providers exhibited and their desire to share their knowledge with their respective communities while also continuing to seek out resources to further their own education and training.

Helping Babies Breathe is just one part of the Helping Babies Survive Program. Additional modules and courses focus on providing care for premature infants in resource-limited environments (Essential Care for Small Babies) and continuing to care for infants in the first 24 hours of life by encouraging breast feeding, ensuring that the child remains warm and dry to prevent hypothermia, continuing to monitor breathing, and providing appropriate vaccinations (Essential Care for Every Baby). Our ultimate hope is to return to Guyana within the next 6 months to provide these additional training modules to the same nurses and midwives that have just received training in Helping Babies Breathe. By identifying nurse and midwife leaders in each respective community and continuing to provide these identified leaders with additional education and training we hope to facilitate their own empowerment thus working from within towards the ultimate goal of decreasing neonatal mortality in Guyana.

And thus ends my “Ramblings.” Thank you for reading!  Dr. Emilee, Rev John's Niece

Stay tuned:  Dennis LeBlanc arrives in a week...


Sunday, November 9, 2014

A Few Goodbyes ... But Not Mine Yet.

Class Visit to the National Psychiatric Hospital

Sometimes (I was going to say "almost always", but I am a teacher and would feel too threatened)
the best teachers are not the ones called teachers.   This is true on the visit to the people who are patients at the hospital.
  Psychiatrist Sujay Patel and Family Doc/professional entertainer Upe Mehan met us at the hospital and provided a rich commentary and insight about who these people are and their behaviours.  Again your best teacher about the experience may not be the professional teacher - rather, a learner:
The Class and Nurse Trin.  she has worked at the NPH for 20 years
and still continues to learn something from her patients

Visit to the Psych Hospital (Berbice - 2014) by Natalie Persaud- Singh


 The tour was indeed interesting. I was shocked, for this is my first experience with mental patients. I see this facility as somewhere that gives patients a chance to better themselves with the help of the health team available there. However I think the hospital need renovation, proper facility to house these patients and more nurses onboard. As it’s said, for a patient to get better they must feel comfortable in their environment. This is just a suggestion from what I've seen. The surrounding needs cleaning. The odor of the hospital was obnoxious. 

Something needs to be done about this.



This is not the present  hospital; it is the old Berbice Asylum.
I just like my photograph .....
and it reminds me of Thoreau's 'vivacious lilacs'.







I've had the chance to speak with some of the patients and I must say I was heartbroken by some of their stories. Some of their family took them there and didn't even look back to them. They are human beings, no matter what sickness they have physically, mentally, emotionally, etc.  Everyone needs love. Someone to talk to, someone to be there just to listen, all of which can brighten their day.




I feel the need for there to be more educational programs readily available to them. One patient told me she wants a book to read (story book) or a book to write. Writing helps one to express their emotions. So if they don’t feel comfortable discussing their problems with a nurse they can at least write about how they feel.  If more emphasis can be place in bettering the facility I see this hospital as successful, not that they are not but they would be able to offer much more to these patients.

Rev, I hope this is good enough!!   Thanks for having us share this experience with you!!


Yup, more than good enough... She and other students had some brilliant reflections...  I was impressed and mad at the same time, because I have had to read some of their other research and exams! Oh well, as Martin Luther said, "Simultaneous Smart and Stoopid"..... or something close.   The Canadian Mental Health Team had a major focus: "To reduce the stigma surrounding mental illness.." and after the visit to the Berbice Mad House my students know ..... People are People, including doctors. [See karaoke pictures.]


Another Focus: ECT


If you read last week's blog [and who hasn't, eh?], you heard the horror story of the ECT Team... Well, I am happy to report that despite several more minor heebie-jeebies, like finding the machine packed up and ready to ship back to Canada with the Team .....  they were able to train more than enough Guyanese professionals, and under the leadership of Dr. Maida, Psychiatrist at the National Psychiatric, Guyana will have re-activated a forgotten service.   I am sure when Peter Kuhnert writes his guest blog [hint]  he will tell you all about it.  I want to just show you a picture of one man who had a ECT treatment earlier that same day.  When I asked him how he was feeling, he said he was "Never better...  I might even be happy."



All Work and no Play Makes...

If you can believe it, the Team said they were too tired to go out to dinner, just wanted to have a quiet beer and something to eat at the Sleep-Inn.  So Sylvia and I went over to join them.  Dennis had to prepare his class for the following day (talk about "no play"!).   However, once they got down to the bar and the karaoke started - a second wind, I guess.

The Highlight of the Night!  The guys were singing American Pie and I wasn't lip-synching.
It was supposed to be Macho Man, but got censored by the politically correct Guyanese.


We are the Champions...Yes, you are!

The "Women" trying their best
to imitate the guys.
And a Bollywood  melody
from the surprising Zahir.      





The "Originals" celebrate a successful Mission.














And then there was the Final Final dinner hosted by the Minister of Health.  It too was at the Sleep-Inn and earlier than  planned as the Team was out that night at 2AM... Lots of congratulatory words for all involved.

Minister Bheri Ramsaran expresses his gratitude
to the whole Canadian Mental Health Team 
Peter and Sujay express their thanks to
Chief Psychiatrist Bhiro Harry.

The Parting Shot

Dennis is Off and Home Safely

And speaking of 2 am, Dennis, my university friend, left on Friday night for his home in Greenfield, Massachusetts via Trinidad, Toronto and Boston!   Just a mere 21 hours door to door...  He too is going to write a guest blog (Subtle Reminder) so I won't steal his words, but he did say that he has never met a more knowledgeable, competent, humble, etc., person than me.  Thanks Dennis.   

It is strange and wonderful for me to have someone other than family who has known me for 50 years ..... and to find, as the saying goes, "You get together with a friend after years of absence and you continue chatting as if you saw each other yesterday.
Elsie presented Dennis with one of her famous
African shirts to wear when he gets chased
out of Greenfield for wearing it.
Dennis is here explaining Sex and Relationships
to the students. If you can't see the immediate
connection, read his blog, coming "Just now."

 Enough - More or Less

 I had my last Boys, Bodies, Beliefs and Boundaries Class at St. Ann's.  They were sad it was over and even sadder when I gave them an evaluation sheet -- which they told me they wanted to fill in during the week and not in class as I had planned ..... So much for the evaluation. However, the judging of the 2nd Annual Father John's Photography Contest is this Thursday AND if I don't get their evaluations before the contest, they cannot win a prize!  Oh, the benefits of a bribe!  I have learned some things in Guyana.  Not fair!! they screamed ..... and they were right ..... and it is my contest, eh?

I have arranged for the four Mercy Volunteers to come and judge the pictures in the five categories: Girls Playing, Girls Working or Studying, Action Shots, Happy Face and Unusual or Abstract.   I had way over 2,000 pictures that the girls had taken since September... I want to get it down to 10 finalists in each category, but had to settle for 15!   There will be five Ipod Shuffle MP3 Players, one for each of the category winners.   They were donated by the Sunday School kids at Church at Stony Hill, Medina, Ohio...
John being presented with the Shuffles

Pastor Shannon making an important homiletic intervention

There will be a surprise of two Grand Prizes ..... One of them will be a special one donated by Jerry Bacchus of Jerries' All Nite Restaurant.

Well, I have finished a whole pot of coffee and a big roll of cookies for breakfast as the cafeteria is closed on Sundays.  I can't wait to get home and have my healthier breakfasts of a whole frozen Pizza or a Hungry Man Dinner.... or my Sunday Morning Special Onion and Cheese Omelette at Bucky's of Ayr with the old guys.

So make sure if you are in Georgetown, Guyana, or Ayr, Ontario --- visit our sponsors ..... and maybe I'll get a free meal!

Thanks for reading... John