Michael Turns One Year Old Today!
The best laid plans of Mice and Men- in this case babies birthdays celebrations:
Prince Michael turns One Year Old today, July 18th, but all celebrations needed to be postponed as he has the Chicken Pox’s and will be in Isolation thru the weekend!.
I received a call from Potters Village that he was covered in “pox” marks and indeed he was, but now several days later, they are at an all time high, hence the pictures of Michael in his Birthday Suit ( literally ) with nothing but the radio on (ala Marilyn Monroe) and calamine lotion from head to toe-smile..
We do not immunize for Chicken Pox in this country, as we do in the States, so his being up to date with him immunizations couldn’t and didn’t protect him from the effects of being exposed to so many other little ones. But , as you can see from these photos , he doesn’t seem to be suffering terribly.
I was about 5 years old when I had them and my mother reported that I was both a miserable site and an equally miserable patient as I somehow managed to have Chicken Pox’s and Mumps together!.
The main thing to celebrate is that Michael has survived at all, let alone to “suffer” a childhood disease. Only a year ago he was born in Kisoro Hospital, where his twin died at birth and after being transferred here to St. Francis Hospital, his mother died a couple of days later. No one, absolutely no one, expected this 0.9 kg. (less than 2 lbs.) baby to make it, but God and Michael had other plans.
“Mma Makutsi gathered her thoughts, standing before the window looking out to the trees in the distance and the evening sun on the grey green hills beyond the trees. She had so much to think about: her past and the place from where she had come: her family who would be pleased about this news, her late brother who would never know about this, unless, of course, he was watching from somewhere, which he might be, for all she knew.
She loved this country, which was a good place, and she loved those with whom she lived and worked. She had so much love to give—she had always felt that—and now there was somebody to whom she could give this love, and that, she knew, was good, for that is what redeems us, that is what makes our pain and sorrow bearable—this giving of love to others, this sharing of the heart.”
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Prince Michael turns One Year Old today, July 18th, but all celebrations needed to be postponed as he has the Chicken Pox’s and will be in Isolation thru the weekend!.
I received a call from Potters Village that he was covered in “pox” marks and indeed he was, but now several days later, they are at an all time high, hence the pictures of Michael in his Birthday Suit ( literally ) with nothing but the radio on (ala Marilyn Monroe) and calamine lotion from head to toe-smile..
We do not immunize for Chicken Pox in this country, as we do in the States, so his being up to date with him immunizations couldn’t and didn’t protect him from the effects of being exposed to so many other little ones. But , as you can see from these photos , he doesn’t seem to be suffering terribly.
I was about 5 years old when I had them and my mother reported that I was both a miserable site and an equally miserable patient as I somehow managed to have Chicken Pox’s and Mumps together!.
The main thing to celebrate is that Michael has survived at all, let alone to “suffer” a childhood disease. Only a year ago he was born in Kisoro Hospital, where his twin died at birth and after being transferred here to St. Francis Hospital, his mother died a couple of days later. No one, absolutely no one, expected this 0.9 kg. (less than 2 lbs.) baby to make it, but God and Michael had other plans.
“Mma Makutsi gathered her thoughts, standing before the window looking out to the trees in the distance and the evening sun on the grey green hills beyond the trees. She had so much to think about: her past and the place from where she had come: her family who would be pleased about this news, her late brother who would never know about this, unless, of course, he was watching from somewhere, which he might be, for all she knew.
She loved this country, which was a good place, and she loved those with whom she lived and worked. She had so much love to give—she had always felt that—and now there was somebody to whom she could give this love, and that, she knew, was good, for that is what redeems us, that is what makes our pain and sorrow bearable—this giving of love to others, this sharing of the heart.”
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2 Comments:
At Fri Jul 18, 09:39:00 AM , Anonymous said...
Good morning precious friend, Marie: I told Ken that he had to 'move over' on this blog. I wanted to respond. This is so endearing, in so many ways. I laughed, cried and smiled from so deep in my heart that my belly button jiggled. The story of Michael and the love that has surrounded him all along is a true testimony of devotion and trust; to their God, serving others, friendships, work, gut instincts, hope and confidence that God is so every watchful and passionately engaged in each and every life.
Michael and his calamine suit reminded me of Zach and Chris who were covered just the same, while we lived in the old 'Health Hut', at the Acres. All in all that was a spring time initiation. or trial by fire, when we had a total of 13 cases and all the kids were cyclling through the Hut. Two or three would go back to dorms and be replaced by a 'fresh batch". All 5 of us were living in the part Bernie (bless her soul)had lived in. That was the time of no aid for a year. We laugh now...and even could then, surprisingly.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY Prince Michael! May you tingle (not itch) from your toesies to the top of your head with an amazing sense of just how beloved you are,all shiney and radiant, every moment. And I pray a bit of the same for you, dear Marie....We an all use a little spontaneous combustion every once in a while, smile.
I'm so glad that the rest of the Series of the #1 Ladies Detective Agency is coming your way. That last paragraph that you included was EXACTLY the reason I connected you to this beloved woman. The two of you are soooooooooo much a like.....Enjoy, enjoy and enjoy. I think he has a new one out that I haven't read in this continuing unfolding....
OK, I get the hint, very strong hint. I will try to get this Skipee phone thing done. I'm just so slow with these technical opportunities. No excuse. Bless you both big time, Mary and Ken
At Fri Aug 01, 06:48:00 PM , Anonymous said...
You are so blessed to be a part of Michaels journey. Treasure those precious moments. Hold on to those awesome photos, and cling to all those amazing memories. He is such a happy baby. Thank you again for sharing a little bit of your journey with us on the other side of the world.
Your love goes with me Always.
Brian
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