On Tuesday we visited Meru Hospice which serves over 800 patients all over the surrounding area. They have a facility which is kind of like a clinic where people can come and get registered if they have AIDS or Cancer that has already been diagnosed as terminal. Then they serve the people by going to their homes with their suitcase of medications if needed. They supply physical, emotional and spiritual support by checking in on each patient on a regular basis--or at least once per month. Right now they are about to run out of funds in about a year. The interesting thing we have noted, is how the building itself is adequate but we as Americans might say it needs remodeling. Tiles tearing up, walls need painting, etc. But it is evident that the funds recieved for their work doesn't go to those kinds of needs, it goes to supporting the work on the ground that they do. This is one of the nurses who told us about their work. They have nothing to help "cure" patients but they do have the meds to maintain their AIDS patients which have become quite effective in helping them to live with it. There is no chemo or anything like it, but they do have meds for pain management, etc.
They are pets until they die.
Then they are food.
The natives have been very confused by the fact that we have dogs as pets. They look very puzzled by that because they say "what good are they?" "When they die you can't eat them..." Truly a confusing concept.
This is inside the home. Several of the people we visited had these decorations on the ceiling of their modest homes. They are pages from a book cut into these shapes.
We also had a bit of an encounter in the van afterward with Fire Ants. It was kind of like they came out of nowhere. My sister got nailed and Lucas a little and me just slightly. But, they are vicious little critters.
Another moment with John and Isaac connecting and chatting.
around the house.
a very precious man -- he spoke of his gratitude that we took time to come and see him. Before we left I asked if I could pray over him, and he was grateful.
Slightly off topic...but for my husband...Kenyan Coffee...=) growing near the house. I have to say, even though these people are "poor" by our standards, they live on some gorgeous property. Tropical land with quite the views.
This is our final stop. Lucas was needing a break when we first got there so I sat in the van with him. But, from what I heard this man had a daughter who now was going off to college and getting a degree in medicine I believe. So somehow even out of this poverty she has pulled it together to make a change in her own life.
Children that again were amazed by us...lol
It was another emotional day and the road conditions where we travelled were...rough. We felt so priveleged to see what they do.
And as a side note...they gave us the MOST amazing Kenyan tea EVER! I asked what why it tasted so much better and they said they made it with fresh milk (from that morning) from the farm next door--oh my gosh!!! It was sooo good.
God is at work in Kenya.