When I first moved into this my current city, I was hosted by two lovely couples. It was obvious for me that it will not be easy to moved and just find the suitable accommodation. It will take time even with people in the background searching for such a place .
I moved directly into an hostel. It was for all kind of students and for foreign residents in town. Fortunately, when I arrived, there was a bed waiting for me in one of the dormitory. The dormitory had two semi beds making us four in a dormitory. It was an okay place to live in, also my attitude of easily associating with other's was helpful. We cooked and eat, chat and go to bed, in the morning we will all disappear in thin air back to work. This was the routine we had every day apart from the weekends when there was more to be done. Doing the laundry, scrabbling the bath and toilets, shopping etc but it was all fun until this faithful day when I met these couples.
I was returning back from work in the evening at the bus stop where I got down, I saw far in front of me two couples, also on the seat at the bus stop was a wallet. Looking around me I could only envisioned that the wallet might have be for them. Immediately, I reached out to them, through another passerby that was walking towards me. The respond was positive, after reaching them I handed them the wallet. " Please I think you have left your wallet on the seat. Truly it was theirs and they were grateful they did not loss their valuable ID's and bank card's in it.
To cut things short we had a nice long conversations, about families, works and travels etc. One very weekend I got a surprise visit from them and why they came was to asked me to move and stay with them in their home until I find a place of my own. I accepted their offer, moved into their home. I stay there almost six month until I finally got my rented place. They had a nice family made up of two very grown men as children plus themselves. The elderly son was married with a wife who was heavily pregnant when I arrived. Even though I thought he was the reserved type, he was always kind, and caring. He leave the house every day for work too and returns in the evening. Like the others when we return from our various works we gather round to tell stories until when is late and we retired to our beds.
I never identify he was a "sickler" until one particular midnight when the whole family were on their toes. Whispering to each other as they do not want to wake me from bed. In the morning the news was out there that he was hospitalized since he was a sickle cells patient. I went like really, it was very difficult to detect his pain on his face, at the same time he looks very healthy that such sickness will never cross your mind for him.
That day we all later went to work. Upon arrival in the evening at around 21:00pm, I couldn't enter my home OMG! The crowd was so heavy at the entrance with sad faces and others wiping. I managed to pull myself together and entered the house. At my surprise what I didn't want to hear had happened. My sickle cells patient, brother and friend had died at age 40. I could not also control myself upon hearing the news. I also broke down in tear, we cried and consoled one another here and there but the truth was painful to hear. Doctors did all they could this time but they loss him. He was history now, leaving behind a very young widow heavily pregnant.
It was then only when I begin to take the sickle cells sickness serious. Sickle cells is a silent killer, it harvest where it did not sow. Sickle cells you took my brother and friend.
Later, three months after his death his wife gave birth to a health baby boy. This was where we finally gain our joy. Our brother, son, friend and husband has returned. Thank you God for a new birth. This birth meant a lot to us. This young Richard was our hope and we are glad he came. He is 9years now and has no any trace of this deadly sickness. Thank God!
In memory of Mr. Richard, I wish all sickle's cells patients a happy World Sickle Cell's Day to you all. Try and fight a fine fight , that even if today you leave us like Richard, we will have reasons to rejoice. All will be proud of you after your departure! To Sis. Arrey Echi you are a warrior fighter indeed. Keep up the good fight. We all from world pulse sent our love to you on this faithful day. You are one of a kind, I think almost like my brother. Even though you go through pains every minute, I cannot detect it on your face. Your smile is remarkable. Keep it up and we all love you.
Thank you for following through!