Blood

Wilsons_2013 Posted by Rory Wilson on Mon, 29 Oct 2007 | Bookmark: digg this Post this to del.icio.us Post this to Facebook

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!

On Monday evening as our visitors arrived I was on call. We had a very sick young girl admitted with severe malaria and anaemia. She needed blood at once or she would die. Unable to find a vein quickly enough we used a bone in her leg to get her some sugar and then blood until we improved her circulation enough to get a canula inserted in to a scalp vein. By the time I had finished all that the visitors were in bed so I met them at breakfast on Tuesday instead. The little girl has done well – only alive because of the skilled staff and rapid attention which we were able to provide. It is fortunate that she had not presented the previous evening when the hospital did not have any blood for transfusing.

The Ugandan national blood bank in Kampala still runs out of blood intermittently. Sadly a mother who was referred to us the previous day after the placenta did not deliver with her baby died earlier the same evening. She had been severely anaemic, but the family would neither take her to Kampala or donate blood for her themselves. Tragically the blood had arrived from Kampala, been cross matched and started to run into her needy body, but it was too late and she died before much had been administered.

Some people suggest that the Gospel of Jesus is just a cultural imposition from the West, and that in countries such as Uganda we should let people worship the God they see fit.

It was wonderful last night to be with a family of Ugandans as they heated the drums by the fire before having a time of praise together – led by voice + drums – an entirely appropriate Ugandan expression of praise to our God. It is exactly how people here have sung and danced for centuries, so how natural to use it as the medium for praising God. I was honoured to share the time with them, and humbled by their sincere devotion and genuine enthusiasm.

The rains continue most days. As I planted two banana plants last week, and some sugar cane, I am pleased. I even weeded my pineapples today after a nurse told me that the weeds close to them were the reason for the leaves turning yellow, (because unlike for you folk living further North than me, it’s not Autumn here.)

Better go – the generator will be switched off in a few minutes, and the battery for my solar lights has stopped working. My solar lights now work well during the day, but sadly not at all during the hours of darkness. I’m sure there was a joke like that about an Irish solar torch some years ago…. Well I am that person!

Thanks for reading
Rory