STAND ALONE NARRATIVE
THE SHOCK OF LOSING FAITH
Good Day Stella,
I had to send in this because I'm loosing it gradually!
OK, I leave outside Nigeria with my kid sister, she is my friend and confidant. I have a boyfriend that doesn't stay in the same country with me and I'm more like an introvert.
I recently met a girl who is a tailor here, someone introduced her to me. I asked her where she was from, she said Lagos and very close to my area. We immediately clicked and became friends, that period I lost my job and she didn't have a job either so we became close.
it's either we are in her house or mine because we live very close to each other.
After a month of meeting her, I lost my dad and it was a tough one for me, my world came crashing. This same girl (let me call her Faith) was with me the night my brother broke the news to me, she consoled and stayed with me, helped with cooking and other things. During this period, Faith had a cough which we thought was a normal cough, my sister who works out of the city we live, came back home when we told her about my dad so the 3 of us were together.
After the prayer for my dad, my sister went back to work in another city and Faith and i became very close, we were sleeping in the same house for 2weeks.
All the while she was in my house, we gave her cough medication because she was broke. Faith never told me anything about her past life but I never bothered, even when I lost my relationship of 4years, Faith was there to give me courage and make me laugh.
Some weeks later, she was called for a job and I went back to work too, we work as stay-in nanny where we go to work with a family, stay with them for 26 days and come home for 4 days vacation, I was at work when she called that the job is too much for her, I told her to leave the job if it is something she couldn't manage.
I kept calling her to know how she was doing until I couldn't reach her for 2days, I had to send a friend to go check on her in her place, when the guy got there he found her very weak, stooling and vomiting, so the guy had to rush her to the hospital, pay the bills which I told the guy i would refund.
Later that day, she was discharged and left alone at home. I kept calling her to know the situation of things with her, after some days my sister came back from work for 2days vacation and my sister's boyfriend was with her, I had to call my sister to go pick Faith from her house so they could all stay in my place together for the 2days to cook for her and at least cheer her up.
That night they were together, they cooked, ate and laughed with my sister's boyfriend, Faith and my sister's boyfriend are from same place, so that night they all went to bed and by 3am, they heard her shout from her sleep, they all woke up to find her vomiting blood and mucus saying I want to go, that was how they started prayer ooo, put a spoon in her mouth and after sometime she went into coma, the 2 people they called that night pastor and one other person left, so my sister and her boyfriend were the one carrying Faith from one hospital to the other.
They called me but the wicked boss told me she won't pay me if I dare leave and I was broke that period and working in another state, I had to keep praying and calling them to know the situation of things, they were with her for 2days and she came out of coma.
Few days later, she was discharged home, the doctors told us she was depressed, had liver and chest problem, that we should ask her if she smokes. My sister asked her and she said yes, when they told me I was shocked!
She went home hoping for improvement, after some days my sister went back to work and her boyfriend was to travel to Nigeria, that was how we started calling some of the contact on her phone and her old friends; everybody denied her expect one of her best friend though they had a fight and wasn't in good terms, her name is Chioma, she went and took Faith to her house since no one will be with her.
Few days later, Faith started having a swollen stomach so Chioma took her to the hospital again, this time we had to call her family in Nigeria to inform them.
She was discharged and brought home again, this time around it got worse, I almost couldn't recognize her, at this point there was no money again for treatment, we kept looking for funds but no one came to our aid until her family sent in money so she could travel back to Nigeria but Faith refused traveling saying she'll be fine.
At some point, I wanted to hands off but couldn't; everyone started withdrawing, her illness became worse that she couldn't stand anymore, yet she is so secretive. When it became so serious, she agreed to travel so the family sent money for her ticket. We got her ticket, packed her things and stayed with her till 5am. We all left to go catch a little small sleep so she could travel.
The next day, Chioma took Faith to the airport to fly but the airline rejected her saying she was too weak to fly but Chioma already left her there even before she could board. No one was with Faith, so the airline had to call the embassy and she was admitted to intensive care because of her critical condition.
At this point, I went back to a new job since the embassy had taken over and everyone was sacred the police could be involved. After some days, the embassy called me that her condition was very critical so I told them to send me the address of the hospital that I would leave work to come see her in 2days time.
On the 3rd day, I received a message on my phone from Faith's sister in Nigeria telling me to "please go witness the burial of your friend for the last time", my phone dropped!
We lost her!
Immediately, I called the embassy, they said they have been calling all her contacts since 2days that no one showed up that they had to bury her, I was shocked!
Since then, I've not been able to sleep, it's like she's beside me all the time. I have prayed and fasted yet same thing ooo, I can't close my eyes at night. Last night, same thing happened; my boss and the kids went out and I was left alone at home to sleep but I couldn't. I opened my eyes till 6:59am, I see Faith in my dream holding my head and the same head has been paining me since we lost her, I even went to the doctor they said it's lack of sleep.
I don't know what to do anymore. I'm so disturbed, depressed, worried and scared. Has anyone experienced a similar case?
*The profile of her illness is suspicious and i hope all those around her before she passed did not get infected.....Looks like she passed from complications arising from the big sickness with the small name.
Sorry about your loss and take heart,I am sure you are reacting from the shock of losing her.You will be fine okay?