The end of the journey?

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Then King David went in and sat before the LORD, and he said: ’’Who am I, Sovereign LORD, and what is my family, that you have brought me this far?" (2 Samuel 7:18)

Since the last instalment, two things have happened – I have started getting nosebleeds (without anyone hitting me) and we have returned to the United Kingdom.

Although Ibba is, and has recently been, peaceful, we had to consider the possibility that the road to and from Ibba might, at some stage, be closed. Also, the instability could well mean that drivers would cease to make deliveries and basic items would be in very short supply. We had already experienced the shortage of goods and inflated prices in the local shops. There was also the risk that, at the end of our term, we would be prevented from leaving.

Although this all made sense, it was still difficult to leave and we both had the feeling that there was much unfinished business that we were leaving behind.

When we left, we did not know whether we would be returning. There was not enough time to say our goodbyes to everyone, although we were glad of the time that we had to say farewell to those closest to us geographically and emotionally.

On our last Friday, I held my English lesson and was very pleased with the progress that some of the basic students had made, mainly through their own hard work. With ten minutes of the lesson left, I introduced the subject for Monday and a student closed in prayer. On Monday, we were told to pack our things and be on standby to depart. Hopefully, a teacher will be found to carry on with the lessons and I will be able to eMail my notes.

I think we had made the decision to leave shortly before the nosebleeds started. There didn’t seem to be any logical reason for them to start, or when they occurred. The worst instance was on the day that we caught the MAF plane to Entebbe. I had taken the precaution of wearing a red T-shirt and stopped taking my anticoagulants. I spent most of the day squeezing my nose to stop the bleeding, but finding that it had started again.

I was worried that, if my nose was bleeding when we went to catch the flight from Entebbe, I might not be allowed to board the plane. However, the nosebleeds did not start again until we had arrived in London, slept, eaten, and slept again. I have now had my nose cauterised and am taking the anticoagulants again, but I am not allowed to blow my nose!

Is this the end of the journey? In many ways, it has been a long one.

Comments

Frank Dobbs said Fri, 29 Jul 2016 07:51PM
So frustrating Nigel, to be grounded by nosebleeds. Even minor health problems mushroom when you are in an underdeveloped country unfortunately. Hope you are better soon.
Nigel said Mon, 08 Aug 2016 04:21PM
All seems to be well now. I might even be able to blow my nose, soon!

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