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I am sitting on the floor of my bedroom at 11:33 AM. I know that in 27 short minutes, I will be on my way to Indianapolis and the start of an adventure I cannot even imagine at this time. I can hear my parents in the kitchen and my dog wandering about the hard wood floor of our living room. It's strange to think that soon, these sounds will be missing from my life for 2 whole months.

Now it's not to say I haven't traveled alone before, and even on this trip, I will be accompanied by two of my amazing peers who have done things I could only imagine. However, the idea of going to Africa makes this different. I am incredibly unversed in the culture of Africa, and what I understand about this continent is greatly based on media or classes. I've heard of the poverty, the wars, the unrest, the street children, the orphanages, etc etc, and I'm sure we will witness or learn more about this when we are there. Beyond all of these realities though, I want to learn about the sides of Africa that can only be transmitted through human relationships.

Knowing that I will now get to experience the culture, the beliefs, the hopes, the dreams, and all the things that cannot be confined to a history book or a lecture slide, excites me beyond measure. Entering into a new culture I am completely unfamiliar with makes me nervous, yet as I sit here, feeling my heart pound against my chest at even the thought of starting this amazing journey, I know that my goal to myself must be to stand firm.

These 2 short months will fly by in the blink of an eye, and I know that if I spend all my time sitting and blinking, I will have wasted this amazing opportunity. I will be working alongside pioneers and titans of global health, Moi University medical students who represent the future of medicine in Eldoret, as well as countless Kenyan and IU medical staff whose work is changing the face of medicine on a global scale.

And there's me.

A 1st-year medical student learned this last year that the appendix is not located in the throat, and that a she-gorilla spinning plates obviously stands for hemolytic uremic syndrome (thanks Sketchy). But you know what? I'm going use those tidbits of knowledge. I am going to struggle to throw together everything I learned in the warp-speed curriculum that is medical school, and so help me I am going to find every pair of tonsils (tonsili?) in Africa.

On that note, I'm off. I still can't believe this is happening and when all of this sets in, it will probably end with me rocking in a corner somewhere at IU House in Eldoret. But wish me luck! And to my future self, remember to speak up, ask questions, and when you think you've learned everything, learn more. I'll see you all in Africa friends.





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