And the story continues…. After the first procedure of removing the pus, the docs proceeded to inform me that she was indeed a rather sick little girl and that it was God’s grace that we came in time. Not that she would have died on the way, but her ankle joint was septic. “Septic arthritis” they said. And that we were fortunate to get her to Tsiko before the infection moved from her joint and into her blood stream. They took some of the pus and cultured it, hoping to discover if the infection was strep or staph. And they started her on some heavy antibiotics! She was on two or three different kinds, plus pain killers. Todd and Kelly told me to bring her back at 9 pm that night (still Friday) to do the whole procedure again – suck out pus, and then irrigate the joint by putting three needles into her foot, and then basically flushing it with water. The water goes in one needle hole and comes squirting out the others. Here's Kylie's fo...
We made it! We're here and we're settling and things are good. Here's what's been going on since we left Canada last week... We left London on Monday morning after a very difficult good-bye. It was hard. Really hard. We took at bus to the Toronto airport and from there flew to Paris, then from Paris to Niger, then Niger to Togo. Amazingly, our trip was completely uneventful. Everything was smooth sailing, even all 18 of our bags and rubbermaid totes made it. We were very grateful - and still are. We arrived in Lome as very weary travellers but were greeted at the airport by our dear friend and co-worker, Anna. She and Parico, our Togolese driver, helped us get all our stuff into the van and took us to the Southern Baptist Seminary compound to stay in their guest house. Sweet Anna had pizza and chips and cold drinks waiting for us when we arrived. The next morning we began our shopping in Lome. This is the capital of Togo and has ...
Week 2 back home has been interesting one. This is going to be a pretty long post because there is a lot to cover, so hang with me. Last Friday was Kylie's surgery date. On the morning of, we got a call from the doc's office saying that they were ahead of schedule (as if the snow wasn't enough of a clue, I knew for certain I was not in Togo when I heard the words "ahead of schedule"!). They were waiting for US! Imagine, docs waiting for patients?? We left right away for the hospital and when we got there, we registered and then were zoomed through the paper work, taking Kylie's vitals and getting ready for surgery. Here we are in the little surgical waiting room: And here we are gowned and ready to rock and roll about 3 minutes later. These guys waste no time. Before we went off to the OR, two of our pastors and my mom and my sister came in with us to pray. Above photo is our little group who stood to pray for Kylie...
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