The blood that saved my life
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
I was so dizzy and my heart was beating so loud I initially thought somebody was beating a drum, so deafening was the sound. It took a while for me to recognise that it was my heart! I took a bath and before I could dry myself, I needed to rest awhile. I gathered as much courage as I could and went through the motions that day although my chest was beating up to a crescendo. By midday, I had to seek medical attention and it wasn't until the next day that I went for a physical examination and was told that my haemoglobin levels had reached unacceptable levels and I urgently needed a blood transfusion. By then I felt suffocated, my throat was closing up, just the effort of pulling a sweater over my head was an impossible task and I was rushed to the nearest hospital.
The first thing they did when I got to the hospital was check my blood pressure and temperature. I am the kind of person who likes to guard my personal space but that night my barriers came crashing down as my beliefs about life, judgments I had placed upon other people crumbled; my mindset was about to be reset and an assessment of my personal values was about to be eroded forever. In less than 24hrs, I came to the realisation that we are all blood brothers and sisters and equally valuable.
It is not uncommon in this part of the world for parents to actually punish their children when they show signs of depression associating it with issues of indiscipline, and as a result, the poor child will be lashed or given some kind of punishment. We have had many suicide cases in the country and sadly some of the cases included children and young adults. We need to start looking into issues of mental health with the seriousness it...