Keratoconus is an unfamiliar word to many Kenyans, but chances are that we have seen its effects, or are unable to see because of its effects, as ANNE ANJAO, whose two children were victims, narrates.
I’ve been waiting for my son, Leon, to come out of the operating room since 6pm. It is now 9.45pm, and five other patients have gone in and come out, and I’m starting to worry. Finally, at 10pm, my brave young man emerges from surgery. His eyes are red and the surgical contact lenses are uncomfortable, but his sight has been saved.