The year we spent living in Kericho, in the tea highlands, was also an election year, and there was a cholera outbreak in the town. A few (white) people I knew panicked and flew back to UK; we stayed but made sure the children only drank water we had boiled, and I made the bread and all the food we ate, rather than trusting it to our 'staff' !! (Sorry, but Europeans always had 'staff' .... it gave Africans employment, and I think we treated them as equals. But I had young children, and didn't want there to be any risk to them.) I had always made sure our staff had soap and the means to keep their latrines clean ... but you never knew who else might use them.
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I have also had an update on how Sylvanus is progressing. He is slowly, slowly making progress; one of his leg ulcers has healed, and the other is taking longer, but is improving. His greater family are (hopefully !) going to sign him up for NHIF .... a Kenyan health insurance scheme which will cost them about 500 shillings per month (£4). So little for us, such an enormous sum for them.
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