In Praise of Pee

Forgive the title, and be thankful I did not have my camera today, but 

I wanted to share the good news that after well over a year of effort, heart-ache, corruption, and disappointment, Kweyaya Paulo can pee. He is, for the first time in his five years, urinating normally out of normal openings. The hole in his stomach is closed. He is smiling. His mom is smiling. We are thankful for our gracious supporters, because our ministry fund allowed us to pay for his transport and surgical care at the main Church of Uganda hospital (not free) in Kampala and avoid the hopeless passive-aggressive public hospital where he had languished for months. His post-operative care was done through the charity ward at International Hospital, the HOPE ward. Also this morning we were able to send blind and paralyzed Kabasunguzi Grace and her mother to a rehab program in Mbarara, where they are encouraged to press on with her care. These children would otherwise simply be relegated to helplessness, sad reminders of injustice, because the access to specialty care presents too many barriers to their families. But for a hundred dollars or less I can usually hook them up with some services elsewhere in the country. It is a small side-bar to our normal patient care, but one that reflects the value of even the weakest and poorest special-needs kids, and I'm grateful that our financial support through sacrificial giving to the mission allows us to pass the blessings on.