I went in and saw Kechi on a gurney, her face all
swollen and raw, attached to tubes and what appeared to be an inflatable
blanket. She was deeply sedated.
I walked up beside her and told her that I loved her
very much, and she was going to be fine. I prayed over her and asked God to
keep her safe during the surgery. I signed consent forms both for the surgery and for
blood transfusions.
When I came out, Annarie and Linda were waiting for
me. Linda told me that she and her husband had been in
the hospital for six weeks and would be returning to Nigeria in two weeks. I naively hoped it would be the same for us!
Linda gave me some very useful details about the
hospital routines then proceeded to loan me R1000, while making arrangements
for the guy who assisted her in changing her currency to Rand, the South
African currency, to come to the hospital and change the little money I had
brought with me. She also made arrangements for Franz, the taxi guy she used,
to come later and take me to buy a SIM card and airtime, and also to take me to
the hotel so I could check in.
Annarie took me to the Intensive Care Unit where
Kechi would be taken after surgery, and introduced me to Glory, the Nursing
Sister on duty. This was my first introduction to the very wonderful men and
women who nursed Kechi back to life. I filled out some more forms and then went
to the waiting room to wait for Kechi to come out from surgery.
After a couple
of hours, as I waited in prayer, a word came to me from the Lord, “Be still, my daughter, for I am with you. I
will never let anything happen to you. Righteousness is My grace, which I have
given to you. Be
still, my daughter.
To be continued...
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