So Monday we went back to St. Stephen's, the smaller hospital, where we saw a couple of children with malaria and couple pregnant woman who were sick, no deliveries though. We also saw a 9-month old who was being brought in by his single, teenage mother because he had been very sick for a month. The child was so weak he could not even hold up his own head, and was unresponsive except to painful stimuli. On the one hand I was frustrated that this mother waited a month for her son to get this wasted, possibly to the point of no return. But on the other, you realize that the reason she didn't come in is because she was afraid she couldn't pay for the care, and that she would be turned away. In the U.S. I wonder if this would be considered neglect....
We then went on two home visits, first to a middle class house of a family with several cows and chicken coups, who greeted us with sodas and insisted we sit and chat with them. And then to a little old lady's mud hut who is looked after by her grandkids. Here is a pic of her talking to our attending....
Monday evening we went to the National Theater which is a stage for all sorts of performing arts. It was "open mic" night, and some local talent sang and played music, everything from covers of U.S songs to Luganda reggae. It was a lot of fun!!
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