My story

Title: My story

Episode : sick days

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At the age of 6 to 7 years, I was sick 🤒, my mom have to take care of me, I derive my junior sister from taking breast milk, she was send to my grandmother place at the age of 1+, Because I was sick and my mom have to take care of me in the hospital.

I went to 2 different hospital and they was not hope, But God interfered in my life.

When i first got sick 🤢, My mom called a Nurse 👩‍⚕️to my house 🏘, the first 💉shot of Injection was given at my left buttocks, the second shot of Injection was given at my right butt.

It was painful, I felt like I couldn't walk or stand, my dad carried me on his shoulder, and pet me to sleep, he prayed for me after that I could stand up again.

I took my medication but the sickness became worse, my mom called the Nurse again, and she gave me Injection and drips, the pain of pricking needles in my body to look for vain was very, very, very painful.

After 3 days of the Nurse treatment, nothing work, it was getting worse, The nurse told my mom herself to go to the hospital for treatment.

Reaching the hospital, my mom sisters which are my aunts stopped by, there bought me lots of things to eat and provision like Milk 🥛, Milo, , breads, etc.

After staying in the Hospital for days , my condition became worse, I myself thought I would die , If it was only me thinking of that I would have hope, But even the doctors have no hope, They told my mom that she needs to take me to Church, that only GOD could save me.

I don't know if that Doctors at the hospital was incompetent, But I surely know that what God cannot do does not exist, I know GOD is wonderful, and Great.

My mother Immediately took me to church, The Pastor wasn't around but few workers was there, They called my Pastor on the phone, He prayed for me, I say my mom crying as I was placed on the Alter, she respond Amen to all my pastor prayers, I was in the Alter and I slept off hearing little by little the words said, till I couldn't hear again, I felt safe and relaxed for the first time after my sickness. My mom was told to take me to another Hospital, she obeyed and took me there .

After the first, second treatment, I became more better, people started visiting me, giving me gifts, even my principal and vice principal at school came to greet me, my sister friend came

and told me she would bring my friends who was her siblings to come and play with me, I told her with confidence that "This is a hospital and not a playing ground ". They started laughing like it was funny. Maybe at my age I shouldn't have a sharp tongue 👅 , I gave her 100 naira to give her two siblings , that year 100 naira was a big money, you could use it to buy things.

She asked me which money will I use, but I claimed I still have 1,300 naira, Not knowing my mom have use it.

The Journey in the Hospital was fun , I stayed in the same ward with two pregnant women , they gave birth when I was still there and even left.

After the treatment of 1 week and some Days, I went home.

I want to tell anyone that read this book to worship God because without Him I would not be here writing my story

I want everyone to know that God is Great and Wonderful