We left Kyekeywere and met for lunch at the Beauty Queen. Over lunch, Mom, Chris and I discussed and drew up a rough idea of what we thought was realistic for an initial clinic/hospital building allowing for plenty of expansion.
Roughly, our plan included a labor room, delivery room, postnatal ward, observation ward and a few sites for outpatient visits including one where short, bedside procedures could be performed.
After lunch, I returned to my room to shower. Having been invited to Pastor Ben's family home, I anticipated this might be a more formal visit.
With our driver, we traveled to Pastor Ben's home. His father was a rather jolly man who chatted with us in their living room for a brief time. His mother sat to the side mostly silent as I guess she was not proficient at English. He appealed to us to build a clinic near their church.
We next traveled with Pastor Ben to meet another Nana from anther village to again talk to use about building this clinic near their church. They referred to him many times as a Doctor. I was expecting a medical doctor, but it turned out that he was an Engineer trained in Switzerland.
Finally, it was time for dinner and a visit to an internet cafe. After several days with no contact, I was eager to contact a few people. Naturally, their internet connection provided little to no service on that particular day.
Dinner was at an out door restaurant near the cafe. Music boomed from the pa system. The phenomenon of too loud to be appreciated seemed to be common. I tried a native dish called Fufu in chicken soup. The fufu is a paste made from cassava and plantain. The soup had a tomato base and the chicken included all parts (liver!). I was not a huge fan as I really enjoy crunch and texture, but I felt like a champ for trying.
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Another comment by Mom here. The grapevine in Kyekyewere must be short. As we were relaxing from the day, visiting with hotel staff etc, I had run up to the room to get something. Wasn't gone 3 mintues, when Chris met me at the bottom of the stairs saying, "you will never guess who is here". As we had had a string of visitors since our arrival, who knows? Well, it was Chief Nana, in his gold Mercedes and his head man! Seems as if they had 'heard' we visited with another Chief and he was concerned of our 'intentions' about our Clinic in Kyekyewere. The hotel staff as all a-flutter and we were very surprised at a personal visit. After offering him a drink (not the appropriate setting here), we explained that our primary goal and committment was to him and the Village of Kyekyewere. After our discussion, he was fine and all was well. Nana was all dressed up in native Kente as he had been filling in for the King of the the Ashanti tribe while the King was in South Korea! Yes, each day was a new surprise and new experience for us!
That actually happened on the 30th.
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