Thursday, February 19, 2015
Monday, February 16, 2015
Yesterday, Sunday was an exciting day.
It started at 5:30, getting Margaret up and to the hospital for treatment.
Afterwards we came back and slept for a while. Then we caught a taxi and went to Watoto church. It is a huge Pentecostal church here in Uganda. They have 7 or 8 locations and multiple services. Margaret and the grandmother had never seen anything like it before!
At one point, Margaret was trying to clap but she was so overwhelmed by everything that she was doing one of those golf claps with her mouth hanging open as she gawked at everyone.
We went home afterwards, Margaret was pretty tired.
Another treatment at 2:00. It was raining, so Galya wrapped Margaret in a blanket. She was happy and laughing until they had to change her canulla twice in one treatment.
That afternoon, after treatment and another nap- we went walking. We found another church but the grandmother said they were drunk so she wouldn't go inside. (It was pretty loud and crazy)
We sat outside the hotel to get fresh air and took some photos.
Later, Galya and I walked the mile to the grocery store to buy water, food, etcetera.
The power had been off all day. So, that night we had a candlelight dinner and all shared one fried chicken breast and fries- laughing as we all pulled off pieces of the meat.
Saturday, February 14, 2015
Galya gave me flowers for Valentines Day for our friendship.
Friday, February 13, 2015
We were finished with treatment by 6:30 this morning. But we had to sit outside for over 30 minutes. The hotel manager locked us out!
Galya and I are trying to make the most of things here- living in a hotel.
The maid loves it!
I bought my own broom and mopping rag so I can clean my floor each day. I borrowed the maid's the first day and she just laughed and laughed!
Galya has taken it one step further and decided to wash her curtains! They were pretty bad!
Who knows was what we will do next!
Thursday, February 12, 2015
Wednesday, February 11, 2015
We ate lunch at a local place owned by a well spoken lady named Florence. Last night I got some take away from her and she asked, "Why are you not married? You have a good figure."
I think, "No one has ever said that."
Then she went on, "You are not too skinny like so many mzungus I see."
There it is.
Anyway, they liked dinner last night so we went back for lunch.
We sat at a table under some shade. Topista ordered rice and beef for the two of them. Florence talked a while in some other language and then Topista and Margaret got up and went inside. I got up and found them on a mat. (Visions of having the family from the Bolivia jungle stay in my house came flooding back)
I ordered matoke, pumpkin and G-nut sauce.
I realized very quickly I was pouring sweat. Looking around, I saw that we were inside a METAL 10x12 building and it was about 100 degrees in there.
Somehow I seemed to be the only one sweating.
I ate my lunch which was very good and then sat, quietly sweating and waited for the others to finish. Oh the relief when we walked out of that sweat house!
I forget sometimes how privileged I am. I take for granted many things.
The past three times we have left the hotel, Margaret would cry when we got to the stairs.
At first I thought she didn't want to walk, so I carried her. But then she would walk outside.
I finally figured out she is afraid of the stairs!
As I thought about it, there are no stairs in her village and at the VOE we only have the few in front of the church, nothing like the double flight here.
I finally forced her to walk down them, holding her hand and soothing her. She descended like a toddler would, just learning to walk.
We also took the elevator a few times at the hospital. She and her mother would gasp each time the door closed and hold their breath til it opened again. 😃
This is Margaret and her mother's first time to the capital city. Topista, the mother has been wanting to get out and see the city since we arrived.
Today for the first time we took a walk around the block.
Then we sat on a step and drank a soda.
Margaret and Topista were amazed at all the cars, people and mororcycles that went by. I got a good laugh too because many of the boda drivers (motorcycle taxis) would almost wreck trying to get a good look at the three of us. I would stare them down as they passed to see how long they would look backwards as they drove past!
Tuesday, February 10, 2015
I have been in Kampala for five nights now at the International Hospital with one of our residents, Margaret.
She has an infection that requires IV antibiotics. They released her yesterday but she has to remain nearby to receive treatments three times a day for the next two weeks.
So, I have set up my hotel room for feeding her three times a day, keeping her room clean and doing regular chores like laundry, emails, etc. trying to make the most of it.