First Aid- Ugandan Style

Today I spent a couple of hours teaching first aid to the maintenance team at Watoto Church. Teaching first aid here is a whole different ball game than teaching it in North America.
In North America, when a person comes upon a serious medical situation, the first order of business is to have someone call 911 and get help coming. In Uganda there is no 911 system. There are ambulances, but you may wait a very long time for them to arrive, if they arrive at all.
After a serious injury or medical situation, a North American trip to the hospital will take place in either an ambulance or a car/truck/van. The likelihood is very high that a Ugandan trip to the hospital will include a boda boda (motorcycle taxi)- especially if time is critical. Bodas are the fastest mode of transportation because they weave in and out of the traffic and don’t obey any traffic laws. However, with a broken limb or a snakebite, I can’t imagine that the trip would be very pleasant. Actually, I can’t imagine that any boda ride would be pleasant, but less so when in a medical emergency.
I have learned several new remedies- some useful and some…well, I’ll tell you about them and you can decide if you want to try them.
I have had to spend some time learning about my least favourite of all God’s creations- snakes. I have never taken a first aid course or taught anything about what one should do if you are bitten by a cobra, black mamba or puff adder. All of a sudden, that has become relevant information that should be taught in a basic first aid course and I needed to do some quick research.
The first recommendation is that you try to determine what kind of snake bit you. Even if I saw one, I wouldn’t know what it was- OK, if a cobra puffed up and spit, I would recognize that. However, I have mistakenly assumed that a black mamba was black in colour- wrong. The inside of its mouth is black, but who wants to get that close- I don’t want to check it for tonsillitis! The colour of the black mamba is actually dark green or brown.
The first aid is different for someone who is has been bitten by a black mamba than it is for someone who has been bitten by a puff adder. One of the readily accepted first aid treatments for snakebites is to apply a tourniquet above the bite to stop the venom from spreading to the rest of the body. I now know this would be useful if bitten by a puff adder whose venom travels in the blood stream, but would be useless in the bite of a black mamba whose venom attacks the nervous system.
OK enough about snakes- I get all crawly every time I even talk about them!
I did get a few new first aid/health tips from the class that I had not heard before. Pretty sure I will not be using any of them, but I will give you a couple of them in case you are ever in a tight spot.
When we were discussing burns, several remedies were discussed. These included applying Vaseline, butter, cooking oil to the burn. I didn’t find this one all that alarming because that was what I was taught as a child- burn yourself while cooking, slap some butter on it. Of course we now know that is the worst thing you can do. I proceeded to teach that the burn should be put in cool water for 10 to 15 minutes. Then I was presented with a whole new treatment- don’t use water, use urine as it works much better. Normally, I like to refute inaccurate information with facts, evidence based research, but instead I just stood there with my mouth open. Hey- is anyone out there doing a degree and you need a research topic- how about researching the effectiveness of urine vs water in small burns.
Then once we were on the topic of urine, the discussion just went downhill from there. I was then informed that urine works well for a hangover. I naively asked, “So you get up the next morning and drink your urine.” They all laughed at me and informed me that of course you don’t drink your own urine, it has the alcohol in it that you are trying to get rid of- you drink SOMEONE ELSE’S urine.
Every day is a learning experience here.

Riders

Well, we just got done watching the Saskatchewan Roughriders win the 101st Grey Cup. The game started at 2:30 AM local time so we went to bed early and got up to watch the game. Greg has got his Rider hat on to celebrate the win and has headed out the door to work. It could be a very long day!
Since none of our friends or family would come and join us for a Grey Cup party, it was just the two of us. I volunteered to make hot wings, but somehow that didn't seem so appetizing as a "pre-breakfast" food. I know the party has just begun in Regina- have fun and stay safe.
We are continuing our transition here. Greg's replacement started last week and she is going to be great. She is a very capable young woman that will continue to build on the foundation that Greg and the team have already laid. Greg has told her that she is "in charge" starting today. That will give her two full weeks of "running the show" while Greg is still behind her for back up.
The suit cases are down from the cupboard and packing has begun. We will be traveling much lighter on the way home than we did on the way here.
Continue to pray that we will finish well as we wrap things up here, say "see you later" to our Ugandan family and fly home to hug our family and friends.

Blessings everyday!

We just continue to be blessed every day.
On Sunday we had a great day worshiping at Watoto Church. Oh- we are so going to miss our Ugandan brothers and sisters and their energetic, enthusiastic worship style.
After church we went out for lunch with a group of friends. This group meets every Sunday for their cell (Bible study) and every so often, we crash their party! Our friends Randy and Judy (yes, both of them) were having a birthday on Monday so we had a little party for them at lunch on Sunday. It was so much fun and such a blessing. Randy and Judy are such an amazing couple that encourage so many of us- it was great to do a little something for them.
Our days have continued to be busy. Tuesday morning we had team devotions- another amazing time of praise, worship and learning with our Watoto family. After that I went out to the Buloba farm (the farm where the chicken barn is) to help Judy hang curtain rods in the new house there.
Yesterday was a day of waiting, waiting, waiting. When our children were here in June, our son met a wonderful girl from Australia. In August, he went “down under” to meet her family and friends. She then began to make plans to come to Canada. However, she decided that she wanted to surprise Carlen so she told him that she would be arriving on November 30, but really she was arriving November 20. She and our daughters devised a plan and managed to keep it from Carlen. I put her itinerary into my iCal so that I could know where she was all day (it gets a little confusing just looking at the itinerary with four different time zones and me living in another time zone). I prayed for her as she flew across the Pacific for 14 ½ hours and then waited impatiently as she sat in Vancouver waiting for her next flight.  I went to bed and did manage to sleep for a while, but got up at 4:20 AM so that I could Facetime with everyone and be part of the excitement. We are so blessed.
Fortunately last evening was the night that our cell meets so we were able to be there being blessed, instead of waiting impatiently for Amy to arrive. Our cell is always such a blessing, but last night was incredible. Since we will be leaving soon, they had a time after our Bible study to honor us and thank us. It was such a huge blessing and so incredibly humbling to listen to our dear friends tell us how we have impacted them- but we didn’t do anything, we were just obedient and just loved the people that God has put in our path. They also had a cake to celebrate our 30th anniversary with us and told us how they are encouraged in their own marriages. I never really thought about it before, but people don’t usually marry really young here and the life expectancy is around 50 to 53 years so I guess being married for 30 years would not be that common here.
These people have been such a blessing to us- I really cannot put it into words that even come close.
Blessings, blessings, more every day!

What a Week

The last week has been very busy. Hard to believe it has been so many days since I last posted an update. Although we have been very busy, there is not a lot of news to report. We are just working hard to finish well.
Greg is working hard to finish up things that he has started and continues to encourage and motivate his team- a job that I believe he will continue even after we have gone home.
Lorenda spent some time last week putting together first aid kits for the guesthouses and for the maintenance department. With all the stuff she brought along, very little had to be bought.
We have begun the task of sorting and giving away our stuff. We don’t plan to haul much of it back with us so it will be nice to be traveling light on the way home. The problem is that much of it will be needed up until the last day (clothing, kitchen supplies) so a lot of that will be last minute.
One of the amazing things that God has blessed us with is the opportunity to meet so many people from around the world. Staff, volunteers and short-term teams come to Watoto from all over the world- what a great opportunity to learn from others. I’m sure I will miss some, but we have met people from Japan, Hong Kong, Wales, UK, Sweden, Denmark, Germany, Norway, Mexico, as well as various places in Canada, US and Australia. What an opportunity to learn.
We have learned, from all these people, about how things are done in different churches and different countries. Many of these people will serve as future contacts for ministry opportunities around the world. What an amazing network of people we have had the privilege of meeting.
As we sit back and try to count our blessings, they are too numerous to count. We just keep saying thank you.

Keepin' Busy

We are in the midst of busy days- so much going on! Thanks for all your prayers because that is what is getting us through these days.
Greg has been busy this week in meetings regarding the expansion of the Watoto Central building. It is a very old building (sorry I don’t remember the year it was built, but Greg could tell you) that used to be a theatre. Then it was taken over by the military prior to Watoto acquiring it so it was in need of some TLC. Watoto has done some things to make it look good, but we have outgrown the building.
Every weekend at Central there are six services- one on Saturday and five on Sunday, each one packed to the rafters! The building needs to be expanded so that more people in this area of Kampala can be reached for Christ. There are four other Watoto celebration points in Kampala, but getting around the city to another church isn’t as simple here as it is in NA. Watoto South opened a new tent in May that is double the size that the old one was. Watoto North is also full to bursting and the plans are in place for yet another Watoto location in northwest Kampala. People need Christ!
Anyway, back to the meetings…this week a team of architects from the US is here to look at the expansion plans for Central. They have been meeting for many long hours each day because they are only here for a short period of time and have a lot to accomplish! Greg has found the days to be very long (especially with his sore back), but full of lots of great information and much anticipation regarding what the Lord will do.
Greg left the church shortly after 7PM last night, but at that time the traffic is very bad so it would usually take about two hours to travel the 5 kms (roughly) from church to our apartment. However, sometimes there are other “obstacles” in the way and it takes even longer.
Whenever the president of the country moves about, the roads are shut down ahead of him so that his path is always clear. This happens every night when he leaves his office in Kampala and moves to his home in Entebbe. Last night for some reason he was heading back into Kampala and Greg had to wait for about 40 minutes at one corner. I have never seen this “parade” of vehicles, but I have been told by Greg and others that the president always moves with about 20 vehicles, including an ambulance and much security, accompanying him. Interesting the way things are done in different countries around the world.
I have been busy this week creating first aid manuals and attempting to assemble first aid kits for the guesthouses and the maintenance department. Last week I taught first aid to the staff of the two Kampala guesthouses. That should be pretty simple right? I have been a nurse for 29 years and have taken first aid many times. However, not once have I ever been taught what to do if a venomous snake bites someone. Also, in all serious situations, the first command from a first aider to a by stander is “Call 911”. Yep, yep, yep- no such thing exists here. Not all hospitals have anti-venom, or rabies vaccine, or can treat a person having a heart attack. First I had to learn what to do, then figure out where help could be acquired, then decide the best means of transport (and yes, with a snake bite where time is of the essence- that would be a boda) and then teach this to the staff. When I am teaching or speaking on a particular subject, I like to know the subject well and feel confident as I speak. That really wasn’t the case on Thursday, but hopefully the staff learned something new! I sure did- I’ll have to tell you about black stones some time.

Saturdays are Great!

On Saturday we were back over to see Joanna and the kids. Greg has some work that he wants to get done there and our time is quickly running out!
One of the requirements for running an organization with this many children is that the boys and girls have to be separated. There is a separate building in the compound that will house the boys so some work was needing to be done there. Joanna had carpenters and painters in to do some of the work and Greg hung lights on Saturday. It was a job that should have taken about an hour, but with so many helpers (and a very sore back), it took a little extra time!
The children were so very excited because their beds were being delivered the next day. They are “triple decker” bunk beds! I have not seen such a thing in North America, but they are pretty common here. The excitement level was very high because none of these children has ever had a bed before. Things that we just take for granted, but they could not even dream about until God sent Joanna and some sponsors their way. Next time we are there, I will take pictures of them and their new beds- you will be blessed.
Here are a few pictures that we have of the children.
Check out Joanna's blog www.theselittleangels.blogspot.com
She has many pictures of the kids- you'll love it!

Some of the children needed new shoes so off we went to the local shop.

This young man thinks the world of Greg. His face just lights up as soon as he sees Greg and is willing to do anything to help. That tool bag weighs nearly as much as he does! Also this boy is an incredible dancer.

When you have a big family, you need a big pot to cook meals. Here is Cyrus stirring the posho.

Please Remember

Today is a day of remembering.
For our family, it is a day of remembering my dad. He was not a veteran, but today is his birthday. He would have been 78 years old today if he were still with us. If you see my mom or any of my family members today, please give them a big hug.
Today is also the day that we honor our veterans. Many people living today are too young to remember when the world wars occurred. For many the wars/conflicts/military missions (whatever word we use to make it seem better) that have occurred in recent years, have been far removed geographically so they aren’t that “real”.
However, for many, these wars are very real. There are many families in North America and around the world who have lost loved ones in recent years. Tell those families today how much you appreciate the sacrifice of their loved one. Say thank you and let them know that their son/daughter/husband/wife/parent is a hero.
Living outside of North America for this time, I have come to appreciate more and more the men and women of our police forces and military. God has opened my eyes to a lot of things while we have been here and this is certainly one of them.
This Remembrance Day, I appreciate more than ever the democracy and safety of Canada that I inherited because of the veterans that fought for me. Please don’t take it for granted.

The Most Blessed People on the Earth!

We really do believe that we are the very most blessed people on the whole entire planet. Everyday just gets better and better.
Yesterday, I (Lorenda of course) had an amazing day. I was meant to be working on a first aid manual for a course I was teaching today. One can only sit in an office for so long before you decide to look for another option. Hmmm, what to do- I know, I’ll go see my “boyfriend”. Before anyone starts to get concerned about it, let me tell you that he is the cutest little two year old on the whole continent!
Normally, he is running around the babies’ home and causing trouble wherever he goes. As soon as I arrived, I scooped him up and he sat on my knee for two whole hours and at one point he even fell asleep in my arms. No one could believe that he could possibly sit still for that long, but he is my boy and he will sit and cuddle with me! It gave me a chance to visit with my dear friend and favourite nanny, Florence. We had not had a chance to sit and talk for a long time- what a huge blessing. Cuddling my favourite boy and chatting with one of the most amazing people I have ever met- my life is so great!
How can it get any better you ask? Well, we are friends with one of the leaders for Watoto Choir number 65 which will be touring across Canada starting in January. He asked us a few days ago if the choir could perform for us. We arrived thinking that they were going to sing one song for us and we would be on our way. WOW were we wrong!
This was an anniversary present that they had prepared for us. The children had rehearsed their welcome for us and an anniversary greeting for us. THEN they did the entire choir performance JUST FOR US. To say that this was a tremendous blessing doesn’t even come close. It was an absolutely overwhelming, huge privilege to be honored by these beautiful young people. Of course, we both sat there crying through the entire performance knowing that we are the most blessed people on the planet. How many of you have ever had your own private show from this amazing children’s choir? We are blessed, we are blessed, we are blessed.
And as if that wasn’t enough, we had a “hug break” part way through where we got to hug all of the children and another hug session at the end- more, more, more hugs.
They are so excited to know that they will be coming to our church and they will get to see us in our country. We may need to buy a lot more beds when we get home so that we will have room to keep the whole choir at our house! They are my kids and I don’t want to share them with any of you!

There are no words!

November 5

Yesterday we celebrated our 30th wedding anniversary. Not sure how that can be since I am certainly not old enough to have been married for 30 years!
We spent a pretty quiet day. We both took the day off work and just had a quiet, relaxing day together.
We had a nice lunch at a great little place called Bean Café. Remember how I keep saying that our diet is so much healthier here than at home? Well yesterday was a bit of an exception. I did have a nice chicken salad for lunch, but we each had an “Oreo Frappe” to drink and it was yummy.
Our plan for the afternoon was to go to a resort that is on top of one of the hills. You have a beautiful view of the city on one side and Lake Victoria on the other side (no- of course we didn’t take our camera!) We had been told that there is a great pool and it was a nice place to relax. That may be the case on some days, but not yesterday! The pool area is small and seated near the pool were the four most obnoxious people I have seen/heard since we have been here (none of them were Ugandan- all tourists). We stayed for maybe 20 or 30 minutes and decided the peace and quiet of our apartment would be a much better option.
We went out for a nice simple supper and just enjoyed the peace and quiet.
Thirty years- not sure how that has happened, but we know that we have been very blessed and we are very thankful.

More Growing, More Stretching, More Learning

Yesterday I went out with a team from Revelation Life. We went to minister in one of the slum areas of Kampala. They do not refer to them as slums, they refer to them as communities.
I can’t give you an account of what it was like to be there because I am still processing those feelings myself. God has brought me to a place where I could go there without being completely overwhelmed, but it was an eye opening experience. So this post will simply be a description of who we saw and what we did.
On arriving in the community, we walked a long way through narrow passages between homes. The trails were narrow with lots of up and down, often unidentified liquid running down these trails. You really needed to be part mountain goat to navigate parts of the journey and you always needed to be looking down so you didn’t fall or step in something. But you also needed to be always looking up so that you did not cut your head on one of the sharp metal overhangs from a roof.
After walking a very long way, we arrived at a very tiny dwelling where we visited a mom and her three month old twins. The father of the twins died just prior to the birth of the twins so the three of them are staying with the mom’s sister and her family- ten people staying in a place that is about the size my living room (maybe even smaller). Sarah (the nurse from Revelation Life) weighed and measured the babies, gave mom formula and vitamins. The Revelation Life team will continue to check on them in the future to see that they are growing and staying healthy.
We went to visit a few other homes and check on people Sarah had seen previously. We saw a little girl with Rubella (German measles)- that disease is not one that they are immunized against here. Of course I had many questions for Sarah about that- how did she know it was measles? On white skin we assess the level of redness, etc, but on black skin, all the rashes look the same to me.
Next we saw a little boy who very likely has TB- nasty cough and night sweats. Many people in Uganda don’t believe that TB is treatable so they don’t seek medical help. This little guy’s mom had TB and Sarah is not certain if the mom was treated or not. Of course, in a place where everyone lives as closely as they do in this community, the disease spreads like wild fire.
Everywhere we went we had an entourage. We were four Mzungu and one Ugandan (translator) in our group and the children all argued over who got to hold hands with the Mzungu. The kids loved to have us there and were very eager to come along wherever we went. Everyone (adults and children) was so kind and loving- they have so little, but they still have joy.
As we walked, I pelted Sarah with questions- some medical, some cultural and whatever else came to my mind. I believe that God is giving me every one of these experiences to learn and to grow. I don’t know yet why I needed to learn these things, but I know that yesterday wasn’t just a “tourist outing”- there was a much bigger purpose in me going there and at some point God will reveal that. I did learn a very sad new fact about Uganda- this country has the highest rate of alcoholism in the world. Please pray for this country.
There are several pictures on my Facebook page that my friend Judy took yesterday. It gives you a bit of an idea of life inside this community.
Maybe by the time I get home, I will have processed the experience a little more and I can give you better description of the experience, rather than just a forensic analysis.
Revelation Life does a number of different programs/ministries in this and other Kampala communities. They are a great organization. Check out their website www.revelationlife.org.uk

Please pray for them and the great work they are doing.

This photo gives you a snapshot of life inside this community. There are several photos on my Facebook page.

This is the day...

Psalm 118:24
This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.

Yesterday was another great day!
We started off the day in our usual way- worshiping with our church family at Watoto Church Central. It is wonderful to be sitting among people who are so excited about Jesus that they just can’t contain themselves. The excitement is so contagious, but it is more than just excitement- it is a genuine love for Jesus and the desire to praise Him with all that they have.
In the afternoon, I (Lorenda, of course) had an amazing opportunity. Good friends of ours have a former Watoto child named Prossie working for them. Prossie decided that she wanted to go back to Bbira Village, where she was raised, and have a Thank you party for her mom.
It was an amazing afternoon with nearly thirty people in attendance. Of course we started off with a huge Ugandan meal- no gathering is complete without  food…and lots of it! We had matoke, yams, Irish potatoes, cabbage, rice, chicken, beef, watermelon- I know I am missing some things, my plate was WAY fuller than that!
After the eating was done, several of Prossie’s classmates got up and talked about what an amazing young woman she is. Many people spoke about her: one of the village moms, one of her teachers, a youth worker, her grandmother, two of her aunts, my friend Judy who is her employer. Most everyone in the room had the opportunity to speak. They say when you go to another country to do missionary work, you need to be prepared at all times to preach, pray or die. On our first trip to Uganda, we added “sing” to that list and yesterday I added “make a speech” as I heard the MC say, “Now we will hear from Auntie Lorenda.” Good thing talking is easy for me!
After we were all done discussing what an amazing young woman she is, it was Prossie’s turn to talk. She thanked her friends for all that they have meant to her and still do mean to her. She expressed her gratitude to her grandmother who raised her when she was young and to her aunties, as well. Teachers, youth workers, other moms from the village were all present and given a big thank you. Then it was time for Prossie to address her mom, Hope.
Kneeling in front of the table where Hope sat (it is cultural for a younger person to kneel when addressing an older person), Prossie tried her hardest to address her and tell her how thankful she was. Try as she may, not even one word would come out. The two of them sat there looking into each other’s eyes with tears flowing. Then Prossie got up, presented her with a gift and hugged her- no words were necessary.
What a huge privilege to be a part of this very special day. I assure you, tears were flowing throughout the room.
The bond the children have with each other and with their Watoto mom is so special. If you sponsor a Watoto child, make sure you pray for the mom, the other children in the home and the bond they all have. If you sponsor a mom, pray for the children in that home as well. I have been in Watoto children’s villages many times, but I have never experienced anything like I witnessed yesterday.
To God be the glory, great things He has done.

Neighbourhood changes

We have been here long enough now that we are starting to see some changes in our neighbourhood. The garden across the road is on its third crop since we arrived- this time they are growing maize. The plants in our compound have grown so much since we arrived. We were looking at a picture of our apartment building that we took several months back and we can’t believe how different it is now- the vines have grown way up the building and are threatening to take over our balcony.
Other things in the neighbourhood have started to change as well. We were thrilled when we saw them start to put up a new tower a few months back. All the communication we use is mobile and so both our internet and our cell phones are very “hit and miss”. Sometimes you can get a great connection and sometimes you can’t get anything at all. We watched the workers as they worked very hard to get the new tower up and surprisingly, it was going up very quickly. But then, something happened- we don’t know what, but construction stopped and the tower has been sitting at this stage for the past few months.

It is hard to get a picture of the tower. On sunny days, it is too bright and on cloudy days, it blends into the clouds!

 The other change that has started recently is in the vacant lot behind our building. Since we arrived, we have had daily “visitors” back there- goats that come to graze for the day and then go back home for the night. We had gotten accustomed to hearing their voices as they called out- sometimes they sounded like children screaming. We always knew when the owner was coming to collect them at the end of the day by the sounds we heard. The owner would bring his dog, who would lay by the road while the man untied them all. Then the dog would run behind them, herd them up and follow them home. The goats would always start making this horrible screeching sound as soon as they saw the dog. This was often our entertainment for the evening (no- we don’t get out much!) We will miss agribition this year and our favourite event there is the stock dogs (where the dogs herd the sheep through a course and into a pen). So we figure this is the Uganda version of stock dogs- we are pretty easy to please and enjoy free entertainment (which is easy to come by around here- you just have to look out any window or sit on the balcony- ask Tanya about that!)

Anyway, back to the vacant lot. It seems as though someone is going to start building something on there at some point. This week two guys have started to work on leveling and landscaping the ground for construction (we assume). At home this would involve front end loaders, graders, etc. In Uganda, it means two guys with large hoes. They have made quite a lot of progress this week, but it is going to take a loooong time to clear that whole lot and get it ready for construction. I am told that it takes a few years (3-5 years, depending who you ask) to build a home in Uganda so I have no idea how long this will take. I am glad that our apartment is within walking distance to the guest house so we can come and check the progress on our next visits to Uganda.

A Funny Story

I have a funny story to tell you.
On Wednesday we went to our cell group (Bible study group). In the house where we meet there are three children- all girls. The middle one (Alexis) decided she was going to sit by me this week and we were going to chat.
First I need to tell you a little bit about her. She is five years old, but she seems older than that. She is tall for her age and the way she speaks and acts make it seem as though she is older than five. When she speaks to you, she is very assertive, almost confrontational, in everything that she says. You feel like you need to defend yourself or at least, explain yourself, when you are having a conversation with her. Don’t get me wrong, she is a delightful little girl, but can be rather intense when she is questioning you.
So Alexis decided to sit beside me this week. After we had chatted a bit, she pointed right at my face and said firmly, “I want to go to your house!” I told her that the apartment where we stay was very near to her house, only three gates away, and she was welcome to come anytime.
She then asked me, again very assertively, “Do you have children?” I explained to her that my children are very big and they do not live in Uganda. She gave me a puzzled look so I tried explaining that to her again. Still, no. So I decided to take a different approach- I told her I have grandies (grandchildren), but she still didn’t seem to understand what I was trying to get at.
I then told her, “I am JaJja (grandma)”. She got this funny look on her face, then she started to look like she was getting angry, she pointed at my head and demanded, “WHERE IS YOUR GRAY HAIR?” The entire room burst out laughing and she just looked rather indignant. I know that she did not believe me and I am sure that she is rather annoyed with me that I would tell her something so outrageous! In Uganda, if you are a Jajja, you are “old” and you have gray hair.
Later on in the evening, I shared that Greg and I will be celebrating our 30th wedding anniversary very soon.  One of the guys in the group said, “What? I thought you were only about 35 years old.” (He wasn’t there yet when the previous conversation took place.)
I think maybe we do need to stay here afterall- I often get told that I look like I am early to mid 30s. My kids just laughed when they were here and keep telling me that I must have found the fountain of youth- yep it is in Uganda if anyone is looking for it!