Some brave volunteers braced the rain around 8.30am, after it had rained for
12hrs, the volunteers waited to to be picked up by our directors, our directors struggled to get to where the volunteers, they where sliding around as the roads where as slippy as if they had ice on them and where evidently able to get to the volunteers who were incredibly wet and cold.
on a day that it rains it is incredibly hard to get to the village people in Uganda often hide until the rain has stopped so the vehicles take age s to fill up so we had to hire a car to the village to make sure we would make it. By the time we got to Kangulumira it had stopped in Kangulumira but the not in town.
Our journey began every month we hire a mini bus taxi which costs us 80,000 Ugandan shillings = £30/29$ where petrol is 30,000ugandan shillings.It normally takes us 45mintues to get up to Wabwoko from Kangulumira, this day it took 2hrs when we got to the road which leaves the tarmac we started to rock and roll and dance as we drive through puddles which are like craters. At one point we were stuck behind a mini bus taxi which couldn't move. If we just had a 4x4 we wouldn't have nearly turned up side down.
|parents come from all over the place in all modes of transport|
We always start with registration so that parents are sent to the right place, on this clinic we had 20 children in the area of physiotherapy assessment.
Our Occupational therapist, spends time with each child and the parent who have a physical disabilities or learning disabilities teaching them new ways of doing development exercises. On Friday he had two occupational therapy students to teach and guide as he worked along the parents.
|Betty a special girl with Microcalpheus|
We stared counting epieslpy medication as we knew that very quickly we would have alot of patients, they always come slowly at the beginning.
|Preparation begins by counting medication whilst waiting for patients|
|Epilepsy patients waiting to see the doctor, they slowly come in|
|Suddenly all the patients come and the mad rush begins|
|The mad rush of getting pills and registering the patients.|
Our journey back from Wabwoko was still a journey of dancing and rocking and rolling over a muddy track. Maybe one day we will be having a 4x4 wheel drive which can get us to all the children we work with and having uneventful clinics where we reach home at 9pm.
We need £10,000/11000$ for a 4x4 which last a while when crossing dirt tracks and rough tarin.