The director of the nursing school daughter died 2 days after I got to Arua. She worked at a private nursing school down the road from her mother and was also working at a research institute studying diseases. She had worked all day and went to bed fine, got sick, went to the hospital and was dead by 6am. Because men have more then 1 wife sometimes (Muslims have 4 wives as children are your wealth)(even if you can't feed them) people often think when it happens so suddenly that the husband poisoned the wife so he wouldn't have to support her but he was having seizures that AM at the hospital too and he was not known to have seizures before. Sound like a LeCarr novel? The Accidental Patient maybe. So the director of my program was back in her village for the week of funeral and feeding of the mourners who come calling. Really, it lasts a week. The director lives on the compound I do just one house over and her mother stays there too. The accountant who was my guide said the directors mother suffers from memory loss. She doesn't look any older then 50 but must be at least 65. So the duplexes on the grounds are filled by people working at the hospital or the nursing school. I am not sure but maybe 20 duplex's so 40 homes. Anyway the woman who was to be my counterpart was in Kampala 8 hours south doing interview for incoming nurses on the government grant program, while directors from other schools were in Arua doing interview here. Confusing...
