Rory Wilson works as the Medical Superintendent in Kiwoko Hospital, Uganda. Rory looks after all the medical work in the hospital, heading up a team of local doctors and training junior staff.
News and articles from Rory Wilson
Superglue me.
Applying superglue to a child’s lips might send some scurrying to find the number for social services….but not in Kiwoko…..
Thy kingdom come....
For a moment I caught a glimpse of the power of uncountable numbers of people from every nation before God’s throne worshiping from their hearts. Christianity is not a middle class white Western world social construct. This God we are worshiping is God over all the earth He has made. The reality of that can seem distant in our busy media full lives, but man, I have been struck forcefully (yet) again of who are God is, and indeed how blessed I am to know him and work with His people here.
John goes home laughing
John is an eight year old lad from a village about 20 miles from Kiwoko. On Thursday he was at school but on Friday morning he was not able to wake up properly and was fighting for his life against bacterial meningitis.
The Rains Are Here!
Greetings from a rainy Kiwoko!
They’ve come at last. I got soaked last night when out on my bicycle – sort of not good as I was wet and muddy, but sort of fantastic as we now have some water in the hospital water tanks.
Our container also arrived last weekend. Brian Dorman and some friends had garnered up some fantastic equipment from various hospitals and friends. The container got stuck in Kenya in the middle of all the strife there. Amazingly it arrived on Saturday afternoon, when as circumstances would have it, Brian was visiting Kiwoko. What had taken him weeks to prepare, and a day with a forklift truck to pack, our men unloaded by hand (with the aid of 2 ropes and 3 planks) in 1.5 hours.
Happy Christmas to All Our Readers
Yesterday was the Kiwoko hospital Christmas party.
With singing, sketches, food, speeches it was an excellent afternoon. Students, staff and children presented, and unlike last year the rain stayed away and let us eat the roasted bull in peace.
Dancing Bishops
Yesterday morning (Sunday) I found myself at the Tenth anniversary celebrations of Mukono University. Previously (for almost 100 years) it was a theological college (named after Bishop Tucker). Then ten years ago it became the first private university to be given its charter when the Ugandan government deregulated tertiary education. Also known as UCU (Uganda Christian University) it seems to be doing a good job preparing students in various different disciplines for roles of leadership in their country.
Blood
Greetings from Kiwoko.
We’ve had a busy week entertaining some visitors from the Ulster hospital. It has been good to have them – they were involved with helping optimise the pictures produced by our x-ray equipment; train our ward sisters; judge our inter-ward competition; visit patients in the community; share at morning worship; provide physio on the wards when our physio Alison was busy with the HIV +ve children; and generally encourage staff by their presence.
It was also great to receive some finance they had raised which will help subsidize costs for treatment provided on paediatric ward and also send a nurse for further training.
They are part of a project to build links with the Ulster hospital which seems to be a most worthwhile endeavour so far!
Good to be Home
Better late than never they say….. well late I am, but it is good to be blogging again at last.
I’m back in Uganda after a few weeks in the UK. It was great to see some folk, attend the CMSI mBrace conference, meet some hospital supporters, swim in the sea, walk in Cairn wood, organise some equipment to be brought out, have a fish supper with Granny, get some bits for the bike and house……
Sorry if you are one of the people whom I was sitting in Heathrow lamenting our lack of having met up – hopefully next time we will succeed.
And I have been a bit too busy for blogging for far too long– hopefully no longer so.
But to be honest it is now good to be home. While saying goodbye to my friends and family in Ireland is always hard (not least this time with the lovely Denise) it has been good to get back to Kiwoko.
Decisions
In some ways decisions about life are simper in rural Uganda – no worries about which TV programme to watch, which washing powder to use or where one should eat out tonight.
In some ways however significant decisions lurk at every corner. When out in the bush on my bicycle on Wednesday evening I stopped with a local family briefly. The three year old son was most unwell with pneumonia. As a GP in Ballyholme I would have phoned for an ambulance. After examination conducted with only my eyes and hands, and discussion with the family I left him in a mud hut without any treatment. The balance of allowing people to be responsible for themselves, and intervening in their lives is an unscripted path.
Snakes and ladders
I know that repeating my previous topic is a bit inappropriate for maintaining interest from anyone calling by to see whats going on, but An 8 foot python is a story. See the photograph.
Im afraid that I wasnt there when it was killed, but called today to visit some guys in a local homestead, and they wanted to show me the snake that had eaten one of their calves the day before – theyd kept it to show me. They were then amused by the efforts of myself and Dr Steve at joining in their tradit…
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