Medical Equipment from Home
I wrote my Dad and told him all about the situation, and how terrible it was that their few, and very busy healthcare providers lacked access to very basic supplies. Dad asked me, what kind of things would they want - I just told him, whatever you would have had in your black bag, back in the day (he actually thought that to be a quite useful descriptor - and that made me absurdly pleased with myslef for thinking of it, heh heh).
Not being one to sit idly by, Dad started sending me otoscopes, stethescopes, blood pressure meters, latex free gloves, batteries, etc., every month. He also hit up other docs in my hometown, and they kicked in some as well. Whenever we would meet with the local Afghan officials, I would box everything up and give it to the Minister or his Deputy. Also, knowing a little about modern medicine, I also loaded them up with pads, pens and other simple office supplies. They were so grateful, it was downright humbling.
Dr. Qasim (pictured below) had been one of the few physicians to stay in the area during the horrible times of the post-Soviet civil war and the Taliban invasion. All our expat interpreters admired him very much. They used to tell me that he could have gone to Pakistan, or Europe and become wealthy and been safe, instead he stayed in Parwan, in Afghanistan and helped.
How could you not want to help someone like that?
The first set of otoscopes, stethescopes and blood pressure meters - two of everything, plus gloves, batteries and spare parts.