SERAPHIN SANTANA’S SAD STORY : I CAN'T STOP CRYING
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| Seraphin Santana |
Sometimes I feel and wish that I could tell to those who enquire and want to know how it feels like as he/she lays in an ICU. Too bad I was unconscious I cant tell a thing. How I wish I would remember how it all happened before I ended up in the hospital but it all got erased from my memory.
How on earth could I not remember all these, that is a story
that nobody ever forgets? It hurts me so much, so bad, that I couldn’t remember
anything at all, not even the large number of friends who came to visit me in
the hospital. What hurts most is the fact that I lost a very close friend, and
this makes me to weep even now.
Though I cant remember how it all happened, I still get
tortured so much, that I had to differ my studies in order to stay home and get
fully recovered. I recall of how much torture it was that I had to get to a psychiatrist
to help me do away with the sad and bad thoughts I had in mind.
This accident that, everyone in Chuka University knows
about, maybe except a few, changed a lot about me. I had to give a break to what I loved doing passionately.
Believe me you, life was a living nightmare to me because I could no longer
play hockey, no more running here and there, no idling with my friends back
home as I used to, spent most of my time crying in my room questioning “Why did
it happen to us?” not forgetting that since then I opted to stay alone and not
to talk to anyone, just but a few to mention.
Thanks to my psychiatrist, thanks to my parents and
brothers, thanks to all my friends and relatives, thanks to my church and
pastor, of all to God now I am fully recovered. I am a living testimony, that I
confess. Definitely God had a reason to why it happened and also to why I did
not perish like they did.
Second chances in life do exist. I got a good chance to live
again, and this keeps me praising God, although I cry most of the time. I tell
this story to people, I am quite sure that there is one thing or a plenty of
others that I was set to achieve yet I hadn’t and that why I was sent back to
life.
I still cant stop asking “Why?” why did Mercy have to leave?
I do miss her a lot, especially when I remember how we used to talk about this
thing a lot “Hockey” . she was more than a team mate. Wherever you went, Rest
in Eternal Peace. Such an incident is one that nobody wishes to happen to them
but it does. Well, it already happened to me, only that I wish and pray that
God keeps us safe. Traumatized I get sometimes, but I wont stop praying to our God
Creator.
Hadn’t it have happened to me, probably I wouldn’t be the
way I am right now. You don’t want to know how I am Do you?A year has gone now,r
a lot have occurred in my life, changes that are noticeable to all that care to
know how I am fairing on yet totally unrecognized by others.
I thought I was dreaming as I lay on that bed. Wait a minute,
did I mention that I wasn’t aware why I lay on that bed, very weak that I could
rice up and sit? Well this definitely
for answers to questions that were building up in my mind, first of all it was
a hospital bed , why would I be lying there yet I don’t remember falling sick? What
sort of sickness was this that made this ever strong lady feeble and so weak? How
many years have gone by?
I might give very long narration just to clarify how much
all those left me in suspense. That moment
you find the whole of you lying down in hospital bed for a reason you aren’t aware
of, how would you feel or react. I lay all those days questioning all who came to
see me but no one said a thing. Not even my own dad. I eventually managed to
sit up, that’s when I saw this big scar on my head and face. My long hair
shaven and how I used to brag about how long I felt they were to my friends.
Finally the so called doctor who was in-charge of me declared
I was okay for discharge, that’s when I got back home. There was a cerebration, that’s
when I asked for my phone and was given after many attempts in vain.
I am a social media addict, so immediately I had to check
with my Facebook account. How I wish I wouldn’t have done that. “REST IN PEACE”
was all I read on Facebook timeline. Oh so does this means I was though dead? I
still had to ask mum, dad and my brother, in order to be detailed on what was
going on, since this got me so emotional that I couldn’t stop these tears from
rolling down my cheeks, despite the fact that nobody answered me.
I was so curious that I kept inquiring from my friends until
I found out the answers to most of the questions I had in mind. “You were involved in a grisly accident in
February, together with Mercy, but she passed on. Thank God you survived and
have recovered now,” that was his introductory statement before he gave me
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