7th Kyo Gnombe Slum Clinic

Sorry about the lack of posts, the internet went down at Brackenhurst (where I'm staying). Got up bright and early to post a blog I wrote two days prior to writing this blog, I'll catch up eventually.

Went to a slum clinic with Caroline, a twenty-five year old from Nevada with the biggest heart of gold ever. Met a doctor named Robert and the three of us went on a home visit to check back on a woman with a now healthy baby.During our rounds, we were invited into a school by a wonderful teacher. The school was a tiny 3x3x3m corrugated iron shed, but she did an amazing job with what she had and even got the kids singing and dancing for us. Also during our walkabout, two guys outside the local corrugated iron pub were very insistent that we let them buy us a beer and sit with them for a while. We stood and talked, but had to decline the beers, we were working.

Arriving back at Brackenhurst, Caroline and I went to check on Christine, who stayed behind today, as she had a massive headache. We found she had been in bed all day without eating, had a fever and sore legs, as well as the headache still. One thing popped to everyone's mind, so we took her to get tested for malaria. She matches the symptoms, but they weren't one hundred percent sure, and the lab tech had gone home, so they gave her some meds to deal with the symptoms and told her to come back tomorrow for a test. She looks much better for the moment.

Will Steve ever overcome his insecurities? Can McGuiver save Kenya? Will Christine die a horrible, painful, parasite induced malaria death? Tune in tomorrow for the entry I should have posted today, but decided to sit on my arse and play spoons instead.