Friday, May 20, 2011

Nƙwaatikwa ni Ɲeriaŋi ('modern healers')-Part 2

After a week with internet problems, I've been able to load more pictures from the medical team's visit. I wanted to give you a glimpse of what our mobile clinic looked like.

Before leaving, we slathered ourselves in sunscreen, filled our water bottles, and loaded every available backpack to the brim. Then we hiked...and hiked...and hiked some more along well-worn Ik trails that lead to their various places of daily living. Below is Doug & Lisa on one of those trails. Hats & sunscreen? Check! On occasion, we would maneuver ourselves through these small entryways into the Ik villages. They make them small so it's difficult for people to get through, as there is a history of violence & thievery when 'enemies' come to their villages. One woman told me that the smaller the doorway, the better, because it gives her time to get out another way while the intruder is crawling inside. It's helpful that the Ik are small themselves and can easily enter/exit their villages. Because of our varying sizes, we asked the sick Ik to come out to us for treatment.
This is a sitting area (Ik: diyw) outside one of the villages where we held a clinic. They brought us hand-made stools to sit on as we parked under the only available tree. The Ik gathered around us and sat in a certain order while waiting to be treated. For some unknown reason, the women & children gathered around Buddy while the men & older people sat beside Lisa.
Each doctor had a translator. Louie tended to the 'pharmacy' while I sat by and took notes. The doctors would call me to one side or the other to look at abnormalities or give me a piece of information. It was a good environment for learning. Terrill was a huge help in the language department. We can now understand enough Icetod (Ik language) that we know when one of the translators is saying something incorrectly and we can correct their instruction to the patients.
Louie's pharmacy included something to sit on and baggies of an assortment of medicines. Before leaving home, we had bagged and written instructions on medicines so they'd be ready to give out.
This Turkana man was visiting from Kenya. We saw quite a few Turkanas who were staying in Ik villages and bartering with them for food. Kenya is even drier than Uganda these days so the Turkanas bring their cows across the border (legally) to graze.
I think she was bored...
Many times, children are left at home with the elderly while mothers & fathers go to work in their gardens. There are also many orphans who end up living with grandparents.
Buddy examines the ear canal of a newborn.
This happy lady has just been medicated.
After holding one clinic, we ventured into the near-by village to visit a lady who had just given birth. Her complaint: the child wouldn't suckle. I haven't heard from her since, so everything must have turned out okay.
This was our medical team. Kneeling are Joseph & Zachary who translated. Standing (L-R) are Lisa, Philip, Louie, Buddy & me.

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