Featured post

HEARD ABOUT ESE?

Image
Have you heard about Ese?  Golden black Ese as we used to call her.  Her skin so beautiful that most people called her the goddess of the black race.  She went to papa Ijebu, who mixed pepper with lemon water, he added a little bit of carol white and a pinch of something which name, I can't recall. Suddenly the black in her skin vanished like magic, she was now "African snow white"  and she reigned in her head and her new found skin.  Ese was walking on the air, almost like her new skin gave her super powers.  Awhile later, there were cracks, itches,scratches and peelings... Her body was at war with itself.  Ese's skin changed colors more rapidly than a chameleon, no one could keep up. Then came the decay that went from her skin deep inside of her and in a flash, she was gone.   Ese died trying to be who she wasn't, she was so dissatisfied with being black in a black skin and I wonder why, what is so wrong with being black?  

LOVE EVEN IN PAINS

 

Over a year now I have had to be around the hospital and a lot of sick people. Trust me it was for reasons beyond my control and desire. Reasons I only wish I can share with you all right now but I know you will prefer to hear the testimony.  
While in the hospital, particularly the general ward I learnt a lot of things and made alot of friends too. It was almost  impossible to believe how much love people going through the worst time in their lives are capable of giving. How much they genuinely cared for the other person's needs and worried about their welfare. 

How does one find the heart to love an imperfect person in a bad condition, In spite of themselves?  Whether you are sick or just there to take care of a sick person,the love moved round. It really does go round.

 Countless times while I was there at the hospital I saw these people (me included) team up to put a nurse in her place for treating any patient poorly (as common with most nurses who I think just love the uniform and not the profession or what the name entails). I have watched them in spite of their outrageous medical bills and their pains raise money within themselves to pay for the medical bill of a patient in the ward that was discharged but unable to pay. I have seen one looking out for the other. Sharing meals so that the one who had ran out of money to buy food can eat and take medication. I watched them pray together and encourage each other daily. I saw how one person denied herself sleep most nights to keep an eye on her sick relative and other patients. Running quickly to their aids when they need something. And then I have seen Joy and real hurt when one of them is discharged to go home. (This is followed with hugging and exchanging of contacts,with promises to keep in touch)

This last time I was at the hospital I made even more friends. Some doctors, with whom I often shared my displeasure at the way the nurses did their jobs 😂😂😂 and some patients and patient's relatives. There is my beautiful Muslim girlfriend Zainab,who I very much hope to meet again aside chatting on WhatsApp. There is Timi, a beautiful girl my height 😂😂 our discussions were mostly intellectual and sweet Jesus! I love her voice and the way she speaks. Then Faith, she is so full of life and full of love to give. Her smile so easily shows her heart. There is Prisca who thinks it is fun to talk with me. In her words "you always make me laugh Lizzy". She was always ready to go with me anywhere and at anytime. 

Finally there's Chidi, we weren't friends at first. We hardly even talked except from saying a very casual Hi. He was there taking care of his sick mother in a different ward or room from mine and just as soon as we found a way to manage a conversation, his mother passed. I was outside talking with him when the doctors called him in and I could see fear in his eyes like he knew his mum was dead. He was broken and I felt it was unfair for his mum to just die after all what they've gone through together.  So many death that week that I practically lost weight and my damn mind. 

      Well the genuine love people give and receive and the friendship based on truth and kindness and even the instant family we become with total strangers in pain, is my highlight and what makes the environment a little bearable for me. One of my doctor friends while sitting with me had 'goshed' over how close we are with it each other. Just like me he thought it was beautiful. 

There is hope for the human race seeing that we are able to give so much love in pains. Love that doesn't care who you are,what you have,where you're from or even who or what you worship. Love so pure and true that it heals us faster than medicine. Love even in pains is a sacrificial love to me.  Humans are God's image and it's funny how this is mostly ever evident when we are in our lowest and most trying times. I love you all and I pray we keep showing love and kindness to everyone.  

To quickly add, people go through a lot in the hospital. If you don't know this, please pray not to find out the way I did. Try to visit the hospital and take whatever you can afford with you(money or food). Help pay someone's hospital bills or apart of it. If this is something you will love to do but can't find the time or you can't do it alone, well Haven Outreach will be fully operational soon, do well to leave me a message with regards to this. Love ❤️❤️ always

Comments

  1. I can relate to everything you said here. Some years ago, I and my family shuttled in and out of the hospital. Spent Christmas, new year, Easter, birthdays and every other celebration. It's the same nurses everywhere and similar patients. There's love in the hospital wards but I wish it can extend to real life. I hope God hears you so that you leave the hospital vicinity soonest because it's not easy.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. My dearest. God has being more than faithful. Just like you I pray the love extends, although I think it does but we are all to consumed by work and responsibilities to notice. Thanks a lot for always being your.

      Delete
  2. This is true....visited the hospital a couple of years back and gosh, the pain they go through is overwhelming. But Love is the greatest medicine like you wrote. Thank you for this

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Nothing beats love. Thank alot for reading and sharing your thoughts.

      Delete
  3. This was so enjoyable to read! A really beautiful article...*smiling*

    ReplyDelete
  4. wow!❤
    Lovely piece with strong message(s) embedded in every line.

    Nice one Lizzy, keep writing...

    ReplyDelete
  5. Love is really everything! Love regardless, so pure and true.

    This piece is so Apt!

    ReplyDelete
  6. Beautiful keep up the good work

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

ONLY WHEN YOU CAN'T

WHEN TOMORROW COMES

MASKED part 1