April 10th, 2017 by jasongulati

I had given my presentation the Thursday before I left, about osteopathic manipulative medicine and how it could be particularly useful in low-resource settings. It went well, although I wish I had given it at the beginning of the month so that my preceptors would give me opportunities to demonstrate its value on actual patients.

On my way out of the city, Jimmy noted that we were going to end up at the airport quite early and that I had time to stop and take pictures of Lake Victoria if I wanted to. Since I hadn’t actually ventured out of Kampala at all, I figured I owed myself at least that much. When I came into the country, it was night time and I didn’t really see anything.

It was a grace on my dry eyes.

While I was there, we met a few guys who turned out to be plainclothes policemen patrolling the area. Apparently I was in a sensitive section of the lake as it is part of the route President Museveni frequents. We ended up having an hours-long discussion about the state of politics and healthcare in Uganda and the US. It was very eye-opening, especially in light of recent events in the news there.

I flew back to London that night, and by luck of the draw I met with a UK Border Force officer who was originally from Uganda–we had the same conversation in a 5 minute window.

Unfortunately, I also brought a second round of diarrhea with me that put a damper on my first few days out… luckily I still had the other half of my Cipro left. Ironically, both times I got sick were from fast food/takeaway. The local cuisine never got me, nor the fresh fruit/veggies.