It rose up like any other day and all over a sudden I started feeing uncomfortable as I woke up from my sleep. I fell started having back and chest pains. I took paracetamol as I prepared to be taken to our family Doctor at St Mary’s Clinic in Mityana town. It took us 45 minutes to be there. The Dr arrived and examined me and immediately gave me in pain killer and put me on IV fluids.
Later tests were done in the morning and found I had malaria. So I started the treatment but the pain could not go and i was put on X-pen six hourly. The doctor had to go and lecture at a National medical school 45kms away and did not return. On the fourth day the situation became worse and we requested him on phone to give us a transfer and directed the one in charge to give us a transfer to one of the big hospitals called Mengo Hospital.
Am told that we arrived there at around 4:00pm when I was in comma two days before. Fortunately my sister was working there as an intern and was waiting for us.
I was kept on IVs and oxgyen as tests were done. Later results showed that my HB was very low at 3. My sister worked tirelessly to see that I get blood. She found some that was reserved for a patient who was waiting to be operated upon and if she was not a staff, I don’t think I would be alive today. That kept me thinking, how many people die especially with sickle cell for luck of blood.
Days that followed it was found out that I had a terrible chest infection that was detorriating my life. I was put on IV antibiotics and I started improving.
Without blood transfusion i would not make it and am very grateful for the people who donated that blood to me. It’s for that reason that i fell i have to share this with the world.
I kindly appeal to you the readers and people of good heart to save us and donate blood to save a life. We will forever be grateful because life is the most precious gift to humanity from God.
May you be blessed as you donate to this noble cause.