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Interesting things to know about the towel

How often do you wash your towel? Some people wash once a week, while some, once a year. The towel is a fertile breeding ground for millions of microbes, especially those found on human skin and on the gut.  No wonder the towel is one of the objects that facilitate fecal-oral contamination (literally connecting the two ends of the gut).  Worse still, most people keep towels in the bathroom (near the toilet). Every flush of the toilet sends mist with millions of microbes, ranging from H.pylori,  salmonella and other deadly bacteria and viruses. When you wash your hands ready for a meal, and dry them with your body towel, there's high chance you are directly ingesting your fecal matter, or, if in a shared lavatory, someone else's faeces. Unless cleaned well, viruses such as human papillomavirus (causes warts, anal cancer and cervical cancer) can be transmitted when towels are shared with infected individuals. So, what to do? 1. Launder towels once a week. 2. Use hot water and det...

WHAT MR.RUTO PRESIDENCY MEAN TO MT.KENYA REGION

The mountain isn't happy.Covid 19 virus has not only affected Thurakus' economically but also Matiangi's boys have denied them of their freedom. Nothing is easy as assuring a regretting and hopeless man a better tomorrow. Mr.Ruto got a PhD in this,sell an hustler narrative, give hope and you are assured of blind support from the struggling population,all with hope of a better tomorrow.Which will never come.Confuse,divide and get their support to propel you to the house at the hill.Later... exploit, attain self actualization and ensure your community gets freedom from perceived Kikuyu dominance. This will simply be achieved by selling a national cooked propaganda by the name"hustler" forgetting  neither Kenyatta senior nor Moi not even Kibaki parents were known.Fortunately none of them sold this "Hitler"  narrative to win presidency. Mr.Dp Dr Ruto,Wajinga ni wengi lakini wajinga wameisha Kenya.

SPARE THE RIBS SPOIL THE MARRIAGE

Well, I got to watch and read about the WRC Safari rally. The somesaulting drivers flown to Nairobi, the Nairobi entourage of spectators living life largely, and the decorated FIA president being decorated with a national award. Chief of the Burning spear. For his burning spirit and dedication that had brought the circuit back to Kenya.  Monday comes with its blues.  But, as I have observed before, there is never a dull moment in the life of the village surgeon. My heart was warmed by seeing a septogenarian I had admitted with severe malnutrition and suspected colon cancer munching away at a pile of oranges.  "You mean with all the schooling, you advised the patient to have oranges as her source of high protein diet?" I thundered to the nutritionist in my team, knowing very well that she was not to blame. If anything, the swollen legs and sulky face- all evidence of poor nutrition-had abated over the #Vasha weekend.  She had had porridge and a mug of milk was enroute in a few...

The trodden path to success

By Paul Karau The trodden path to success: my date with Chuka Boys High. Today, I will exchange notes with Form Four boys of Chuka High, that lion that has long refused to roar. I take these assignments with spiritual devotion, because I know the role motivation and role-modelling has played in my life. As I sit in my study to prepare what to share with my small brothers, these are the thoughts that come to mind: 1. Be specific about what you want, and be specific about the obstacles that lie on the way. As you strive for any success, picture VIVIDLY how it will be like to achieve that goal.  2. Seize the moment to act on your goals. Decide WHEN and WHERE you will take specific actions to reach your goal. 3. Know exactly how far you have left to go. Self-evaluation takes effort and will power. In this regard, there are two forms of thinking; to-date thinking (focuses on what you've accomplished) and to-go thinking (focuses on what is left to be accomplished). For example, a maratho...

THEY NEARLY PULLED ME INTO AN OBSCENITY

Just how much is enough evidence?  A young boy was brought to my clinic the other day.  I had operated on him two years earlier, freeing and anchoring his hitherto undescended testicle to his right scrotum.  He later developed a reaction around the scrotal skin. A small lump developed at one edge of the surgical scar.  His mother happened to get my phone number and called me incessantly. When she finally got through, I agreed that she comes across to the other side of the mountain for review after I could not succeed in imploring her to visit other colleagues nearby.  She was punctual for the appointment. Very punctual!  I reviewed the boy and was impressed that the swelling was a form of complication we call suture granuloma. The flesh around was fighting the suture (thread used to stitch up tissues during surgery).  I would offer surgical exploration and excision.  It was time for the insurance paper work.  As colleagues have argued before,...

Who, and what will cure our anger and frustration?

Kenyans, it seems, have drunk the cup of anger, frustration and sadism. Beneath the veneer, people are seething with anger. The problem is no one knows the cause of the anger. And without a diagnosis, there can be no cure. I read about the killing of the top KCSE candidate nationally in 2012, a Yale graduate. Just recently, two brothers in Embu died needlessly, victims of an angry and frustrated system. But what stung even more was the killing of four young boys, enjoying their racing bikes somewhere in Isinya. Herdsmen saw them, suspected them to be cattle rustlers, and lynched them.  You wonder how cattle rustlers look like, and whether four young boys appear like them. You also wonder how rife cattle rustling is in the part of the country. But what you wonder most is that not one among that mob was the voice of reason. No one could listen to their pleas. This is a classic case of shooting first and aiming later. These are symptoms of anger. The cause, no one knows. But the cure ...