People
preparing for their babies to be born and how much it will cost them. The
excitement of a newborn baby, shopping for baby cloths , cribs and all.
For
one of my babies, this was not the case. A mother was pregnant and at birth she
had a different plan for her twins.
On
the 2nd of October I got a phone call from the probation officer.
Twins had been thrown in a pit latrine 15-20 ft deep right after birth.
These
babies were rescued and taken to a near by hospital in that village. We went to pick the babies so they could be
further treated here in Jinja. At the village hospital they were just wrapped in a blanket
and left on the bed with no treatment at all.
We
were lucky we made it soon to the Jinja hospital, all was done to save the babies.
Unfortunately the twin sister didn’t survive. She had been hurt so much by the machines that rescued them from the pit latrine. She died shortly after admission
in the hospital.
Ezra
fought on and he is still fighting for life.
I
had spent last Friday with a family in Kampala trying to help them with their
process. In the evening, I felt I hadn’t seen the babies at all and wanted to
just go say hello. I greeted each and everyone giving them good night kisses.
When
I got to Ezra, I found out he had thrown up once that evening. I immediately
told the auntie to pack up staff so we could go to the hospital.
While
in the car, I thought to myself, there wouldn’t be a doctor in the public
hospital this time of the day. So I decided we go to a private clinic.
Getting their, the doctor took off the babies
cloths and looked at his eyes trying to open his eye lids. He told me the baby was
so sick, so severely dehydrated and could not handle his case and advised us to
take him somewhere else.
I
had an instant emotional breakdown, I was scared, I was afraid of what would
happen to my little Ezra.
During
all this, I had to remind myself of God’s love and His plan for Ezra. He gave
me a scripture right then Isaiah 41:10. This encouraged me, I got energy for
the next step.
I
wrapped up my baby, and rushed to the public hospital. There was no doctor
there but the nurse was very nice. She kindly looked at Ezra and told me he was
severely dehydrated. She gave him 10mls of glucose. I suddenly saw a little
hand moving towards Ezra’s face. He had got some energy!
We
put him on Oral rehydration solution that whole night but he wasn’t seen until
after 5 am. Later on Saturday morning, he was seen by the head nurse and put on
antibiotics.
Ezra
is feeling a little better but he still has a lot of diahorea.
He
is feeding well but not picking up. He still weighs 1.7kgs. We need to get more
medical examinations done on him, so we can find the problem. We have been
advised to take him to Kampala international hospital were they can do further medical
investigations. It is a very good hospital but very expensive. He would be
there for a while, but he would get the best treatment.
Ezra
is fighting A LOT of infections in his body. Please fight with him. Help donate
today; together we can make a difference in this little boy’s life.
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