I haven’t written in a long time, here I am asking God to do me one last favour ohh God I wish this comes soon. I crave tasting food, drinking water, having a normal life like other people.
Maybe I get a job, then never to cover my neck to hide my pain. That will be my joy scars, my warrior scars, courageous. I wish all this ends. I stop sitting on my bed day by day. Go out some times, visit my friends, take trips etc . Oh God make this last dream come true.
Also bless all those that have supported me throughout. Amen.
MORE THAN A SECOND CHANCE
It was Saturday November 2014 at night I was shifted from the new cancer building to new Mulago 3C. It was after surgery. And part of it hadn’t gone well. They had tried to repair a part of my oesophagus that had a hole from radiation. I remember I went there all excited am going to eat again. But up now I am still waiting for the day I will start eating.
So that night I remember my sister was also in labour. So she was in a room in the 6th floor.
So it was at midnight I vomited and it was not pretty. So I tried to change the breathing tube because I was not breathing well after I removed it, I vomited again so some of the vomit went to my lungs I felt like death itself I was breathless.
My sister Irene was crying already, at that time it seemed like my time had come. So I started crying too.
I had a little money some visitors had given me. So I called out to my sister. I wanted to give her the money saying goodbye bye but she ran out and went up to my sister Jackie who was in also waiting for her time to give birth.
She came down to see me off course no one could do anything instead to wait for the doctor. I told my sister that I think her baby will be born to replace me. I had watched a movie called LETTERS TO GOD.
The kid who had cancer asked the mother “if the neighbours kid will be born to replace him” and the mother said no one can ever replace you. My sister said no one will replace you my kid needs her aunt. It restored my hope partly. Lucky enough there was a doctor part of those who were looking after me in the new building after surgery so he came cleaned me and put me on oxygen.
GOD gave me another chance to tell my story. To tell people you may think that you are suffering at the worst but there is always someone going through.
THE AMAZING LOVE
Hey sweet people
I have taken hours trying to fit the right words to express my feelings but I failed
You have made me feel like the most important person on earth today.
I swear I had never seen this.
The word thank you is so ordinary but I will never stop saying it to you people as I wish for a better way to thank you.
You’re darlings but most of all you’re my strength.
May God keep you alive and lively
And happy all the time.
You woke up from your beds and gave me 57.9million shillings at the car wash in one day
and left me asking myself really who I am?
This has been a challenging time, and I appreciate you so much.”
“You have no idea how much your help has meant.”
“For all the little and big ways you’ve pitched in…thanks!”
“There was nothing random about your acts of kindness. Thank you for all you have done.
“I can never thank you enough. But this is a start.”
“You always know how to make life brighter for everyone you know.”
“I can’t possibly repay you.”
“You are always so helpful.”
“You make the world a nicer place.”
“You went above and beyond, and I am touched and grateful.”
“You took common courtesy to an uncommon level. Am so grateful for your help.”
She lost the cancer fight last night
Carol Atuhirwe lost the fight to cancer on Thursday night at an Indian hospital where she has been admitted since last year.
After getting chemotherapy, radiotherapy and several surgeries for the throat cancer, she was screened and doctors at Mulago hospital, where she had been staying for more than a year, found out she had lung cancer as well.
In April last year, the public contributed about Shs32.2m in a car wash to facilitate treatment for her in India, possibly her last shot to life.