On the 2nd day of Oct 2011 at about 1pm on a Sunday afternoon, I went to a saloon at Rumukurushi Port Harcourt to make my hair. Beside the saloon, there is a chemist store and behold a woman with a little boy of 4yrs and a child of 10 months. The boy looked so weak that I could not over look him.
I walked up to this woman to find out wat the problem was and why she is at the chemist instead of hospital considering the state of the boy? I dnt have money was her reply. I told her that there is a clinic along the road and that she should come with me to see the doctor.
On getting to the place, the 3 quark nurses on duty were all interested in the purchase of card b4 they will tell me if the doctor was on sit or not, after the purchase of N1,000 card, they told me they want to call the doctor. I was so angry that I nearly slapped 1 of them.
after waiting for 30mins without seeing the doctor, I decided to check the next hospital, we got there and the doctor said that they cannot treat the child cos he needed blood transfusion n since they dnt have the blood, he referred me to another clinic at Elelenwo (St Jude’s) we got there n the doctor said same n refered us to Militry Hospital Aba road.
We got there and behold there’s only one doctor on duty whom they said has gone to attend to a woman with bridging labor. So we waited for another 45mins. Wen he came, he said that the lab dose not work on Sunday and therefore we should head to BMH as soon as we can cos the little boy has less than 2hrs to live. He gave the boy some injections to help him with his breathings.
We got to BMH and after many protocols the doctor said he needs urgent transfusion of blood. I was told to pay 3k for this which I did, only for them to tell me that I have to donate blood for child that the 3k was jst for service charge. All effort to get blood from the child for sample was invain. It took them 20mins to get a few drops out of this child cos there was no blood in his system.
Now the sample was out but there was no match cos I am A+ while the child is O+. The mother could not donate cos she is equally not looking healthy. Her husband died last month and she was still mourning him when the child fell sick, she came to town that day cos she wanted her husband’s only surviving sister (who was still in church as at wen I met them) to help her with money for the child’s health.
Now the issue is who will donate They dnt sell at the hospital. Where will help come from?? I was almost running mental wen a cleaner in the hospital volunteered to donate. In the process, they found traces of Hepatitis B in the boy; he was therefore disqualified for the donor.
4hrs gone already and there was no help. The little boy was now been supported by oxygen to help him keep breathing. At a time the doctor was deeply touched and he decided to donate.
Oh!!! Finally there was hope, I had a relief in me and I thanked God. After the donor, I hugged the doctor so tight that they were begging me to let him go cos he was due to close. I asked him how much I will pay him for the donor and he said “water” I could not believe my ears, infact I fell in love with this man at once.
At about 10pm I steped out to look for food for myself and the breastfeeding mother of 10months child, I came back and met people crowding the boys bed. My heart left me, the boy was seriously jecking n the new doctor n nurses where trying to calm him, serious prayers were flowing every where. After awhile the boy was calmed. When I asked the doctor why the jeck, he told me that there was no single drop of blood in the boys body therefore the veins were weak.
After 20mins the jeck started again, this time I was sitting right beside the bed I could not hold myself, I was screaming, there was no type of prayer that I did not come out of my mouth. The bed was shaking with this little boys jerk. The next thing I heard was the sound of his last breath, Bam!!!!!!! and some greenish fluids gushed out of his nose.
He died!!
I could not imagine it, I suddenly stopped crying, I was speechless, I could not believe my eyes, I was astonished. “this is not happening” I said to myself. I said it was dream, I forced myself to wake up but behold it was not a dream. I said to myself “where is God”? I jst sat there looking at the little boy’s corps allnite even as they covered him.

In the morning the husband’s sister came with a cab and they left to bury the boy

I am now begging the shock for the death of a boy that I do not know from Adam to leave me. Help!!!

^I applaud how you helped a family in need. Your type is truly rare. . .GOD bless you!

@Poster; dont worry, with time the shock will go. Such is life. I must commend your good spirit.
Something similar happened to me in August, i'd gone to see the wife of a client who just delivered and I noticed a kinda tension,ominous silence and serious running around of the nurses. Nobody was talking to anybody but I wasnt comfortable.
I went upstairs and asked the lab gurl and she told me a boy was rushed in some hours back and diagnosed of malaria but that he was anaemic and they wanted blood but two places they'd gone to didnt have 0+ which incidentally was my group. I asked if I could donate a pint, by the way I was shedding that day and it was risky. My Pcv was 34% and HB 11.4 and they said they couldnt bleed me that I was in the borderline and it was risky. I insisted and even threatned them and they had to take my blood. I fell ill 2days after that but then i'm fine now, and the boy? He was transfused and like I heard, 2days later needed some more and couldnt get, died! When I went to visit him like 4days after he died, when i'd recovered and was told he'd gone, I felt dizzy and slumped and was almost hospitalised.
Today, thats behind me.
Whatever good you can mete out please dont hesitate, records are kept and nature is constant

poster

May God bless you for the help you rendered to that family and may god also comfort you and take away the shock that you are feeling

I am in tears and extremely saddened!

I am mad at the system, corrputed at all levels and without any iota of morals or empathy . That boy has been let down by the nurses that played with time due to their selfish interests, the country, the government that makes the basic things of life such a big deal.

Imagine if you feel this way after knowing them for only a few hours, in what state would the mother of the boy be? Only recently a widow and then loss of a child, not because you dont know but due to lack of funds. There comes an angel in your form; rays of hope and maybe finally some light at the end of the tunnel. Each transit form hospital to hospital, thinking now the money is here, but over and over that hope is dashed by a failing system. Then she realises that even money can be too late. She must be at her teethers edge right now, and need all the emotional and financial support.

I am a mother with a boy of 3yrs and stories like this makes me thing it could have been me, my son etc. And how can we change the system?

The shock can not leave you because God placed you there at that time for a purpose, until that work is complete, its gonna continue pricking you mind. Even though the boy is death, the episode should not end there. You have witnessed it, you have aired it on here, i have read and I am ready to act. Let's see how we can fly with this, if you please. otherwise I am happy to fly on my own with God's help, we most preserve the survivng child and mother and most especially the legacy of the lil 4 year old boy.

Do you have contact details of the mother or how you can get her? please get in touch with me on topsy_smitie at yahoo dot com

i am so messed up at work right now, as I cant even contain my tears!

it is a repeat post from me, as I noticed you have duplicated the link in the romance session. Can i ask though that the two threads are linked and maintained in the family session, as I do not see anything romantic in this.

tsmith:

it is a repeat post from me, as I noticed you have duplicated the link in the romance session. Can i ask though that the two threads are linked and maintained in the family session, as I do not see anything romantic in this.

Sorry that should be a mistake. I did not notice