When prayer warriors strike

I witnessed a very bizarre thing last week. For as long as I can remember, I have always hated hospitals. It does not even matter whether they are government or private hospitals, all of them just freak me out. Every time I am at a hospital, I feel like a student outside a principal’s office, or worse, like a sex worker outside Tebelopele premises. I get very nervous; most times I even sweat profusely! If I had my way, I would never, ever go anywhere near hospitals. Oh well..

It so happened that a week ago a loved one was admitted at one of the local hospitals after a freak accident. Each day I would grind my teeth as I faithfully made numerous trips to that hospital. Now, when you visit a patient during the normal visitation hours, the routine is pretty much the same.