The complete Kenyan experience...

...wouldn't be complete without a visit to the hospital. Yes everyone, I had to make a trip Saturday evening to the hospital because I believed I had a blood clot in my left leg...I had noticed what felt like a muscle ache after I got off the plane on Friday morning, then by Saturday morning, there was some increased swelling and redness on my left calf (for you medical people, I had a positive Homan's sign). So another volunteer accompanied me to Melchizedek Hospital, where they did a complete exam, took some blood (don't worry, was fully monitoring the use of sterile techniques) and decided to admit me to the ward. I got a private room, with a bed, a chair, and a table, with one window, and a mosquito net. I was then seen by the specialist who after looking at my coagulation results, which were normal, and my blood cell counts, determined I only had an infection in the leg, which I still have no idea where that came from. He ordered an infusion of IV antibiotics to be started, and some Ibuprofen, which I really didn't think I needed. However, after multiple (four) attempts to start a "canula" as they call an IV here in my wrist and hand, with what looked like a needle the size of a pipe cleaner, I welcomed the ibuprofen. Didn't get much sleep that night, but my leg did feel better the next morning and was less swollen. It was determined I could be discharged after I was seen by the doctor, who scheduled more bloodwork for Monday (which I just came from) and then a follow-up visit with him on Wednesday. I am taking the Cipro I brought from home as my antibiotic, as well as ibuprofen as needed. No need to worry--I am on the mend and I feel fine! Thank heaven it was only an infection and not a blood clot!! Although with my paranoia now I might never sleep on a plane again since I will be up and moving around so much!