Back in Bundi

We are so grateful for the rich experience of family and team immersion for Christmas, from a white dinner under the moon in our rented yard in Kampala to the the fun of surprising each other with simple gifts and resting far from patients and crises.  This morning Garrett from MAF treated us to the best ever flight into Bundibugyo, threading through some unexplored Rwenzori folds as we topped the mountain passes and looked down on bamboo and heather, rocks and streams, dropped thousands of feet to float to a stop on the grass airstrip.  It was spectacular.  Not quite so fun to get home where a dead rat was decomposing by our bed (!) and one of our beloved family dogs is now so old and arthritic she could not rise to greet her devoted fans.  On the aistrip Scott met with some CDC people who confirmed that a woman with a miscarriage just before Christmas turned out to be positive for Ebola, and exposed numerous hospital staff by denying her history of fever and exposure to known cases.  Sigh.  Back to reality.  More later today, but all of us are grateful to be back home for a few days.