Back at my internship after Rural Week, I had one of the
best experiences of my life. I was able to participate in a polio campaign with
the Ministry of Health. This was a five-day campaign, all over Kenya but I was
attached for two days, to two teams, in Kibera. The biggest slum in East
Africa. The first day, I was attached to team 12. We started our long day by
journeying through alleyways, homes, streets, and just about any opening we
could find. Searching, and searching, and searching for children. When we
encountered kids, younger than 5, we would give them a high-five to check their
pinky to see if they had been vaccinated during this campaign. If not, a
vaccine was administered followed by Vitamin A, a mark on their left pinky,
then we were off. Looking for children anywhere and everywhere. One of the team
12 members knew what she was doing. I saw her spot a clothesline, I didn’t
think much of it but she noticed there were baby-clothes on it. She knocked on
every door in the area until she found the one child living in that area. The
child was unvaccinated. Had she not have made the connection to the clothesline,
we would have missed that house.
After checking an area, the door would be marked with a
designation representing the round, team, and number of children found.
The second day, I was attached to team 8. I knew one of the
team members already and this made it quite fun. While the day started in a
very similar way, except it was much muddier. We trekked and trekked, but the most
heart-wrenching experience was when we stumbled upon a small hallways, where we
found over ten children unvaccinated. We only encountered one run-in with a
father who did not want his child to be vaccinated. The Community Health
Workers fought with him and eventually won. The child was vaccinated. What was
heart-wrenching about this experience was we found the area from a little girl
playing outside. When she saw us approach she ran inside and attempted to lock
the door. She was probably only 3 or 4 years old. When we made it in the
hallway we heard a moaning and screaming from the room she was in. The
Community Health Workers decided they needed to see what was going on, so they
forced the door open to find this small child alone with who was presumably her
brother, not much older but special needs. He was locked in the house all day,
with no help or contact. This was heart-wrenching but there was nothing we
could do.
This entire experience was incredibly. I met tons of kids,
and I can’t imagine the impact on health that we had during this campaign.
The whole time I kept thinking to myself: this is exactly
like a movie. What we were doing was exactly like the videos from the early
polio campaigns in India. I felt like a true public health official, and
couldn’t believe I was participating in such a campaign. More of that
shoe-leather public health I talked about earlier, and I loved every minute of
it. This is the impact that I want to have, and this on-the-ground action is
incredibly eye opening and inspiring.
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