Sept 20-22
During these days we stayed with the Masai in south central Kenya. Our host was a gentle man named Emmanuel. He lived in a wooden house that reminded me of the little cabins at my Aunt Kitty's farm in Kentucky. His homestead was quiteter and more protected than our compound at Muhuru Bay, and it was a relief to be staying directly with our host. We hosted "clinics" in an empty classroom at the school for several days. Once again we were pitched in the fray with no explanation or warning. We had already donated most of our medicines and supplies in Muhuru Bay and were not expecting to be asked to run a clinic out of our backpacks. We had very, very little left in the way of medications, herbs or supplies, nor did we have any way of diagnosing people. It was daunting and frustrating. We saw a lot of really sick people, and were not really able to do much other than tell them that they had to find some way to get to the closest clinic. We suspect that we saw several cases of TB, Malaria, Typhoid as well as UTI's and HIV. We were able to clean and dress wounds, and explain how important hand washing was for the sick women that were preparing food for others. I did acupuncture and adjustments for people in pain (the Masai warrior above was supremely unimpressed). We dispensed what medications we did have in folded up pieces of paper from my notebook (the medication envelopes had gone missing - aka Brooke forgot to pack them).
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