Hello Hello Hello!
So now it is Monday and I had a very eventful day to begin my week. Sunday we went to church and I brought along one of my favorite little girls... "M"... She is about 2 years old and probably the most goregous girl you have ever seen. I dressed her up in a little green polka-dot dress and carried her to Church with my purse filled of diapers, toys, kool-aide and cookies. She ended up falling asleep on me and was only awake in time to enjoy her treats while I held her. Everyone kept asking if she was mine and many people commented on how I am a "good mommy"... It made me feel good to hear the appreciation of other people for looking after a little girl for a couple hours... And lastnight, we had a volunteer appreciation dinner and a quick meeting about some changes taking place around Amani when it comes to the volunteer schedule. I am now in charge of recording all 59 kids weights. Every Monday - I have a list of kids that I am to go find, undress, weigh, redress and record their weights. This is excellent for me to remember their names and spend some 1 on 1 time with each child. Anyways... I was supposed to begin that this morning but when I went to Mama Lois she asked if I could come to the Childrens Hospital for their HIV Clinic for the morning instead. I eagerly agreed and she added "But have a large breakfast as we will be there for a few hours." I thought... Pfft... 2 maybe 3 hours... Taking 5 kids to the doctor... No problems.
So we pull up to the Hospital and it is literally undescribable. Maybe 3 or 4 buildings side by side that you could hardly call sterile and clean. People are lined up outside and are laying on mats in the grass... I would say about 15 families. We go inside and in maybe a 20 foot room, there are about 200 people sitting on a total of 6 benches. Little boys were peeing on the main wall as we walked in and pigeons are flying inside the open room from beam to beam. Men, Women, Children are all waiting to be called into a room no bigger than a small bedroom. Once we finally got inside and sat around for nearly an hour and a half, our group is called into the "office". Here, there are 3 women dressed in green skirts with the little white hats (the nurses) - routinely discussing patient histories, undressing the younger children, weighing them and then sitting them on a stool to have blood drawn - sharps being put in a cardboard box with "Sharps Container" written in Sharpie Marker on the outside... In this little room, including the 5 Adults from Amani and the 5 Children... We counted 22 people. Packed in like sardines, working and buzzing about effortlessly.
I was starting to get really hot and sweaty (more so than usual being in Africa...) so I took my little girl and sat outside on one of the straw mats we had bought to protect ourselves from the ground while waiting. I watched little chilren running around with open IV lines in their hands, one child being carried around with a tube inserted in his skull, babies with safeway-esque bags wrapped around their bottoms as diapers and women openly breastfeeding their children in the Jinja Childrens Hospital waiting room. We ended up being there from 1015 in the morning until 230 in the afternoon. I had to go with one of the other men we were with and buy the children some juice boxes to rehydrate them after such a long day. Mama Lois says this is nothing new and was laughing at my shock and awe. We even walked around and found syringes that had clearly been used for blood collection scattered around the ground outside the hospital. NOTHING like home. This afternoon was spent sitting in our big front yard having tricycle races and snuggle time. I managed to get some sun and enjoy the hot weather. It was a very eventful day and I was so lucky to experience the every day life of an African.
On a side note... Breastfeeding here is so common and not a private thing at all. It is very common for women to feed this way until their kids are 3 years of age. I heard it being called "The African Sippy Cup" today too. Hahahaha....
I will update again in a couple days with more stories and adventures. I miss everyone so much at home and I am enjoying all the "Hey whats up" emails.
Kwagala Nyo
xo*

Hi Tarrah...what an eventful day....by the sounds of it ;you're enjoying it and quite different than you are used to....I bet its an eye opener...enjoyed the pics of all your little ones....they are soooo cute.we are proud of you for what you are doing....take care of yourself...till next time love you...Nana
ReplyDeleteYeh for you Honey!!! You are sounding like things are getting better. I am so happy that you are feeling better. I can't begin to imagine what you are seeing, and what is just commonplace there. Needles lying around and babies in fields.....Thanks for calling me at work I like hearing your voice.!!!!
ReplyDeletethank God your health is better...The Good Lord is keeping you safe while you protect the children..It is unbelievable what they cope with...Take care ..Be safe... God Bless you ...kwagala nyo Aunty & uncle
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ReplyDeleteYour blog was so interesting and you write so well!!What an eventful day. Nothing will shock or surprise you when you come home.You are really seeing "Life in Africa". We enjoyed your pictures, cute little people.Good to see you as well and to know you are doing just fine now. Just think, one month will soon be in the past and you have seen and done so much!!Continue to take care of yourself.
Love Grandma
My dear Tarrah,
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed your latest, Cockroaches and Guacamole, posted on your Biog. Especially pleasing to sense from your note that you are feeling a bit more contented with your present situation. I also hope your health is improving too. Tarrah you have a wonderful writing talent. Your stories are descriptive and well presented in an interesting style. Perhaps you might consider taking a “Creative Writing Course” some day!
Since I started this little note your second epistle appeared; “Jinja Children’s Hospital,” which means I have lots of fodder to comment upon.
Grandma and I laughed at our mental images of the girls declaring war on the cockroaches. As you know I have a quirk about protecting most living things, in this case you have my permission to kill all cockroaches in sight!
Now is the Sarah who made the chapaties etc. one of the volunteers like yourself or is she a Ugandan gal? I am so glad you can find fun in the less pleasant tasks, makes it all much easier.
Thanks Tarrah for your kind words. If my disjointed rambling bring you solace to even a small degree I am very well rewarded. Oh and thanks for thinking about us during your shopping excursions, this will be a surprise in-store for us at a future date.
I look forward to reading more about the surprise you hinted about? I can’t imagine what it could possibly be!
It sound like you are benefiting and enjoying participating in worship services. It is my belief that most of life’s ups and downs become positive opportunities when viewed from a well founder mature spiritual association. How nice for you to be able to take a little one with you to church. Even if your tiny charge fell asleep it is still great to have the precious company.
Your hospital visit, another startling experience for you, must make you wonder how the little children don’t get sicker from the unsanitary conditions.
Tarrah, I wondered if you have found that, in spite of living conditions generally being austere and basic, do the local people seem happy? The contrasts your are observing are very interesting, and I wondered if the response to what we would call hardship is acceptable to the folks who live there or do they grumble about their perceived misfortunes?
Without being there it is difficult for me to judge but my guess is that most folk find pleasure in the simple day to day functions in their community. Perhaps somewhere in these juxtapositions there is a lesson for us to learn.
Much love and continue to find joy in all you do,
Love,
Grandpa.
Tarrah...Ken and I have been reading your blog and appreciating your descriptions of this incredible journey! Your writing evokes feelings of amazement, laughter, sadness, disbelief and happiness. Your compassion, dedication, maturity, and self reflection are to be admired! Your Mom and Dad must be absolutely bursting with pride over your efforts there. May you continue to grow, and find your way, and shape the true you while you make such an enormous difference to the lives of "your babies". Please continue to be safe, and well! Take care!! Kei and Ken
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