Bayo continues to improve every day. The doctors told us that they expect to discharge him on Tuesday. We're happy about that! In general Bayo doesn't have much of an appetite--or is it just that he's tired of hospital food? Rice, rice, every day. Honestly, we can't complain. Bayo is just someone who likes lots of variety with his food. I made some guacamole for him this morning which he devoured with corn chips--and asked for more. So I'll make some before heading to the hospital in the morning.
Now that he's in the general ward, the visiting hours are shorter than when he was in the other wards. Visiting hours are 12:00-1:30 and 4:30-8:00. They are very strict! In fact, at the closing time, the guard comes around and kicks you out--even if you're sitting quietly behind the curtain. It's actually good because then everyone on the ward really gets a chance to rest. But that means I have 3 hours to kill every day. Sometime I rest in one of the lounges that has lots of couches, but recently I've been walking to nearby shopping centers. It's just fun to see what's available here. They have a lot of really beautiful malls. I even got my hair cut one day. I have also enjoyed going to an outdoor vegetable market right near the hospital. They've got all the same fruits and vegetables that we can get in Nigeria plus a few I've never seen before. Today I bought roasted corn from a man who was roasting ears over a charcoal fire. In Nigeria, only the women do that.
Bayo and I were both thrilled to have a family from Jos visit us in the hospital today! I had not remembered that they were living in Nairobi, but they heard in a round-about way that we were at Aga Khan in Nairobi. The man even wore his Yoruba cap in honor of Bayo. Guess what they discussed most of the time...Nigerian politics! Bayo needed that connection today.
All of the doctors and nurses have been calling him Adebayor because they are fans of Togolese soccer player, Emmanuel Adebayor. I was surprised that he has been Adebayo and now Adebayor--and they say it easily--I guess because they have a frame of reference for the name.
The neurologist wants to meet with me in the morning so I'll be heading over earlier than usual. I guess the neurologist was asking Bayo questions about his sickness, and Bayo said, "I don't know. You'll have to ask my wife." He's definitely missing a few days from his memory. And that reminds me, I still need to fill in the back story to Bayo's illness...stay tuned.
Life has taken me from the Midwest to Africa. Africa was firmly planted in my heart at age 17. I realized that dream when I landed in Nigeria at the age of 26. Currently I am doing the hardest work I have ever done, but it is also incredibly rewarding. Every day is full of challenges. At times life is too painfully raw, but God reaches down to us in those times of great need and helps us to press on and offer hope.