GOOD WORK AT OBERABIC

Midwifery and more midwifery.

 

 

 

Midwifery

 



Nick and Fiona recently visited Oberabic and sent this video report. Click this Link to see. It is well worth the effort. Gloria describes a hard days night centered around midwifery.

 

 

More Midwifery

 

The ante natal clinic is building up well but deliveries lag behind with many mums still opting for the recklessly dangerous home delivery.

 

We are seeking to address this issue by building a two roomed maternity unit. Here is an impression.

 

 



 

We hope this initiative will be life saving. It will be the biggest single donation made so far.

 



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NEWS FROM NICK AND TESSA

 

Dr Nick Laing, diocesan health coordinator and wife, Tessa, are deeply committed to their local community, church and ministries. Copied below is their latest news which has a link to their fascinating blog (link). They are an amazing couple. 

Then Peter got up the nerve to ask, “Master, how many times do I forgive a brother or sister who hurts me. Seven?”Jesus replied, “Seven! Hardly. Try seventy times seven.” Fire, Forgiveness and Family  We sat around a beautiful pile of pikelets, sliced mango and bannanas with our friends and their two wee kids. A relaxing Sunday afternoon after a stressful week. Our neighbor Lucy was in hospital, very ill, and needed a lot of practical support. Finally, she was recovering. I took another pikelet, glanced out the window, then did a double take. Smoke. Billowing out of Lucy’s door. We sprinted over and found her bed ablaze with thick choking black fumes from the mattress filling the room. With the help our friends, a neighbor, our small fire extinguisher and many jerrycans of water we managed to put it out. Lucy’s return from hospital was not as joyful as we hoped. The fire did not remain a mystery for long. The culprit was a small boy called Aken, only 11 years old. He’d managed to steal Lucy’s key. His mother had a long-standing family feud with Lucy, now apparently fuelled by jealousy at Lucy’s fortune in finding a new home moving in with us. With Lucy still in hospital, we were the ones to take our wee arsonist into the police. The police shrugged it off saying he was young, and sent him home with zero follow up. His mother sent him to stay with relatives in the village, but he was chased away after stealing and selling their chickens. Lucy's burnt home Two weeks later we woke to find our hut roof on fire. I will never forget the fierce red glow and crackle of the grass thatch as I rushed outside. Neighbors came sprinting to our rescue from all directions with jerry-cans and basins, throwing water on the fire and dragging our furniture and things outside. Unbelievably, Lacor hospital fire truck showed up and doused our hut in water inside and out, extinguishing every last ember. It was over. But my mind was ticking over. Physically we’d escaped extraordinarily well: no-one harmed, property soggy but not burnt, roof damaged, but still livable. But I knew we weren’t going to get much sleep that night. Or the next night. Aken, of course, had fled and was no where to be found. The next month gave us the tiniest taste of the worried nights everyone here in Northern Uganda suffered for two decades of civil war. Except we feared a poor, downtrodden child with a box of matches, not grenade wielding rebels and government soldiers with AK47s. The emotional aftermath wasn’t all negative. I had a heightened awareness that community was our security, and a grateful warmth to or immediate neighbors who came running. I felt pleasantly detached from material ‘stuff’, and tried to pass on anything useful we weren’t utilizing to local friends. But the question of what to do about Aken still loomed. After several weeks, Aken was finally found, charged with arson and taken to the children’s remand home till the court hearing. This bought us time at an opportune moment: Nick’s parents were about to arrive! Time to pray, get away with family, and put things in perspective. I visited Aken again before we headed off to collect them at the airport. The remand home is depressing, but not horrible. Theres no razor wire or harsh discipline, just kids sitting around looking bored and dejected. Determined to understand him a bit better, I’d brought some string for him to make a timeline of his life, pebbles to represent the bad things that had happened, and flowers to represent good times he remembered. The guard squinted and said it looked like witchcraft. “Just talking, no flowers” he warned me. I handed Aken a bag of snacks and wondered nervously where to begin. So far I know that his dad died when he was small. He likes school, but has only finished 2 years of primary. His older brothers steal things. His mum had a mental break down two years ago and attempted suicide. He is convinced she doesn’t want him. We decided to drop the charges and find a way to get him to school. Mum teaching some of our friends Family Our time away with Nick's amazing parents was glorious. Nick’s Dad became anthropologist extraordinaire, more intrigued by the small details of life in Uganda than by tourist attractions. Nick’s Mum’s enthusiasm was not quenched by nights without plumbing and electricity. We communed with monkeys, climbed hills, and had big catch ups over coffee and chapattis. The kids we teach are already complaining we don’t give them  as many stickers as their visiting tutor! Bliss ended a day too soon by a phone call to say our home had been thoroughly broken into. The iron window bars had been filed, and it seemed the thieves had had plenty of time to work. The close friend we’d left to house sit for us, it turns out, had only spent 2 nights there. Thanks to the heroics of our Australian friends, the window and our solar power system (the most significant thing they took) was already fixed by the time we got back. Needless to say, our feelings of insecurity were further shaken, and we felt betrayed. We were glad to have Nicks folks around.   Dad uses ancient methods to safely cut down branches While I’ve yet to get a smile out of Aken on my visits to the remand home, he certainly associates me with food. He is coming home in a week. He can join our afterschool reading classes for neighborhood kids. Then, he will go to boarding school, his first year paid for by Nick’s parents. If you are the praying type, our big request is that you pray with us that his life is turned around, and that the brokenness can be healed. So, all in all it hasn’t been an easy return to Uganda. We’ve also had a bad run of illness: between us 8 skin infections, 3 bouts of malaria (all Nick) and numerous tummy bugs. And yet when I look back on the last 5 months there is so much to be thankful to God for. We have some great new relationships with young neighbors. Lucy recovered when we thought she might not make it. We’ve grown enough basil to make a jar of peanut-pesto every week. My community organized group has launched 3 new water-access campaigns and strong leaders are emerging. Next week we are running a preaching-training at our church. Nicks health centers are flourishing better than he ever could have imagined last year. And right now, we are sleeping well at night again. All this might seem extreme, but is part of the deal here; stuff happens. We’re not singled out, or different from other people here. This chain of events is perhaps an induction to the everyday struggles of many of our friends. Pray for complete forgiveness from all ends, pray for Aken and his future, pray for redemption. As always, we are really really keen to hear whats going on for you at the moment in NZ, Australia, Jersey, America, Chile or wherever else you are! For so many reasons, we couldn't be here without your support and encouragement. Drop us an email and say hi! And check out our blog www.Ugandapanda.com Love and peace, Tessa and Nick

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 Update

Thank you for checking in to the blog. There is a lot of good work going on in Gulu

Advances continue

Dr Nick Laing and Fiona working in the diocesan and health coordination office are moving things along well. Our money has been used to assist in a number of ways.

Oberabic

Oberabic, the health centre in the most impoverished community, has been assisted by Gulu Connection with:

• provision of solar power,
• refurbishment of accommodation block,
• provision of a solar fridge,
• purchasing most of their drugs,
• paying for one nurse assistant,
• financing an incentive scheme for the staff at the health centre to increase their provision of family planning services. Limiting the size of families is a key component in improving maternal child mortality and health.
• Purchase of motor bike
• We have agreed to upgrade the solar installation to make the solar fridge fully reliable.

Annette with renovated block

St Peter’s Health Centre, Awere

This health centre serves the second poorest community and has made magnificent – and to Peter’s unfaithful thinking - unexpected progress over the last couple of years. Gulu Connection is providing the whole of one qualified nurse’s salary and subsidising a second.

Saint Luke's health Centre Koro – just outside Gulu



New St Luke's Building

This was housed in a very inadequate shop unit. In the autumn of 2015 Gulu Connection provided £5000 to complete a new health centre building which is a massive improvement on what went before.

 

 

More news soon - hopefully!!!

Blog is back

It really has been a long time but Gulu Connection blog is back.

We thought the best way to start would be to copy in a video we received from Nick Lang health coordinator of the diocese which shows white ants being harvested and cooked. This is fun, but more importantly the introductory words and atmosphere of the video demonstrates the huge progress materially and in morale at this Health Centre - Oberabic - located in our poorest area. Nick’s Acholi language seems pretty good too!

We hope you enjoy the video.

Please click to watch : White Ants