Please Note that this post was drafted a long time ago and might appear before Part 1posted earlier.
… the life of the flesh is in the blood…
For a while I had debated whether or not to write on this but a text from my sister below convinced me to.
She said “hi girl do write about what you went thro. You never know whose life may be saved. we should be agents of change things must be done right. i’ll write too“
I do not think two days pass without remembering the 7th of July 2007 and the days that followed it.
I doubt that one week passes by without my sister and husband remembering details of those days and filling me in on the times when I had no idea what was happening. I was not unconscious, just weak.
You know the kind of reminiscing that makes your eyes water when you realise what could have happened. The kind that makes your heart joyful and your eyes teary at the magnitude of salvation you obtained.
I refuse to write about doctors negligence or nurses indifference, I will not waste words on an inefficient health system or previous governments that have drained the treasury instead of equipping hospitals. Instead, I’ll mention the fact that 7 units of blood later (and after a lot more) I had a fighting chance of survival.
My dad runs an NGO* whose pet project is creating a sustainable pool of blood from voluntary donors. I had helped out before 070707, but had not realised just how much of an impact they had on society. I was not a recipient of their blood drive (being in another town) and for me it was a very anxious time wondering if i had received tainted blood.
I had to provide seven other people to replenish the stock I had depleted.(Thankfully this was done after not before I needed it)
How many people need blood and cannot obtain it simply because they do not know anyone who can help negotiate for its release? or because there is simply none? I shudder when I think and even remember people whose lives could have been saved by pints of blood.
I cannot donate blood for a while, but when I am given the green light I will do so!
Just the thought that a life can be saved is enough impetus.
*Berachah Foundation
1, Dr. (Chief) Norman Williams Alley, Within General Hospital, Marina, Lagos.
P.O.Box 292, Yaba Lagos.
Telephone: 018711189,07028080454,08023067580,07028030448,012636509
Email:berachahfoundationng@yahoo.com
Website: www.berachahfoundation.org
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