Remember that one time when everyone thought we were doctors...?

Sorry we have been slacking a little on the blog posting. Today we spent the day in prayer and fasting with the LIA team again, which was amazing. We also had a great weekend doing an outreach with children from the Kibera slum on Saturday and eating a delicious meal with Nancy, an LIA staff member, and her family Sunday after church. But I'm going to rewind a little bit and talk about one of my favorite parts of Kajiado, simply because last week was so ridiculously amazing. So the Thursday we were at Kajiado, we had a makeshift medical camp. Daniel explained about the dam building project on Wednesday, and we mentioned to the 30-40 people at the dam that we would be having some medicines/a medical camp for them the following day at 10:00. We had no idea what to expect, I was thinking we might get about 50 people. Well, apparently the land of the Maasai with no cell phones and good old fashion communication (aka talking) caused the word to spread like wildfire. We ended up treating 150 patients! And I use "treating" in a very loose term. Holly headed up the check ears and nose station, Ben took blood pressure, Daniel soon became Dr. Bachman as he diagnosed people, and Courtney and I headed up the pharmacy. Allow me to paint you a picture of the scene: As I looked up from the "pharmacy" in the corner of the small church, I turned to see Holly gently wrestling a writhing,screaming child to the ground while attempting to get close enough to stick a otoscope in their ear. I was suddenly distracted by a row of old Maasai women in their traditional attire and beadings patiently sitting with their arms straight out, waiting for Ben to take their blood pressure. In the small "consultation room", Dr. Bachman sat, listening very attentively to a patient even though the patient was speaking Maasai and Daniel had no idea what they were saying until the translator started talking. And then I looked back to the pharmacy, where Courtney and I stood, making babies throw up left and right (actually, only 3) from the deworming syrup that we were giving them. We were quite a sight to see, probably the biggest posers you would ever meet considering none of us had ever done a medical camp before, let alone diagnosed patients. However, Pamella was with us and she is a nurse, and so luckily she was patient enough to answer any sort of question you could possibly imagine. It was an amazing day... a long day... but amazing nonetheless. For me, it was great to see how pharmacy could be used in a missions setting. I pray that we were able to share the love of Christ through our actions with the Maasai people even though we couldn't speak their language. God is good, Kenya is amazing, Kajiado was awesome, and we are continually encouraged and excited about what each new day brings...

- Lauren the wannabe pharmacist

P.s. Holly's blog address is www.faithtogo.wordpress.com if you are interested... and don't forget about our fabulous friends who are doing amazing things in Poland!