Salma, our nurse, has Wednesdays and Thursdays off. Of course, kids usually get sickest on Wednesdays and Thursdays. Yesterday, our director took Joseph to the hospital with a urinary infection. Pascizia and Mwita Magabe didn't feel well, but Joseph seemed critical. Today, Pascizia felt better, but Mwita wouldn't eat. We kept an eye on him all day and decided if he wasn't better in the morning we'd take him to the hospital.
Just after supper, Mwita's sister, Bhoke started sobbing hysterically. She said she was afraid her brother was going to die. When we went in to check on Mwita, I couldn't tell if he was having convulsions or just crying that hard. I told Salma we needed to take him in right away. All of the boys wanted to go, but I grabbed 7 to help carry Mwita. Mwita is a tall 17 year-old.
As William raced to the dispensary, Joseph held Mwita while the rest of us froze in the back of the truck. It wasn't until we got to the hospital that we noticed William didn't have any shoes!
It didn't take long for the processing. Soon Mwita was in his room. The problem was he would not lie on his back. Every time the boys rolled him over, he would fight them. There was no way to get an IV in until he settled down. Finally, with 7 guys practically sitting on Mwita, 2 nurses managed to give him 2 shots to calm him down. I was invent ing the other boys to see if there were other injuries. We even had other men who happened to be at the dispensary helping. Arms and legs were flying everywhere! I couldn't believe how strong Mwita was when he'd been so weak all day.
We left Salma with Mwita, promising to send a replacement tomorrow morning. We're back at Angel House now, but it's hard to sleep with all the excitement. Hopefully, tomorrow will be a bit calmer.
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