I'm the eldest of four, I have a sista. We love and 'hate' each other almost with the same intensity. We were roommates for 3 years in her 4 years in the University. Our roommates Afoju Ekute Meta( The 3 Blind mice) knew in the early days not to get involved in our bickering and never ending arguments about the most ridiculous of things.
If you opened your mouth to say a word in support of either party Max is usually quick to say cos I'm fighting my sista doesn't make it ok for you to say that. She is my sista you know. The fights ends as fast as they start and we can have so many in a day. It was crazy living with us but we had fun. We had some friends in common and some of each others friends we couldn't stand.
We watched me go in and out of relationship while I allowed her to explore and make friends with all sort of people. She even had a friend nicknamed 'stupid' in her 1st year. That was how stupid the guy was and how naive and trusting my sister is. But she made long lasting friends with Koko, Frances, Ima and so many other people who are like our sisters till.
Max got married before me to a very handsome Jay and they have 2 beautiful children. My post is about their 1st child. CT ( Chubby Tee ) He such a sweet heart.I love him to bits. He has a beautiful simile. Today I give thanks for his life. He has a surgery yesterday to remove a ruptured appendicitis. I woken up on Sunday by my phone going off text message. I saw it was a message from Sis wondering what medication to use for CT who was in pain and throwing up. I suggested oral re hydration to replenish all the lost fluid. I also told her to call my broda in law who is a Paediatrician for more consultation. She decided he will stay home with Jay while she goes to church with his Sister.
I called in the afternoon and Jay told me CT was feeling better and was sleeping. I promised to call my sista later in the evening. We were all thankful he was feeling better and agreed it was best to take him to see the GP on Monday to be on the safe size. As the days went by the pain continued and the stomach swelled and CT began to lose weight. GP couldn't diagnose what was wrong. My sista took him to Queen Elizabeth and they were sent home.When things didn't improve they went to Queen Mary he was there for 4 days no improvement nothing.A scan was done which didn't show anything but Max knew something was not ok with her boy. They were then referred to a St Georges a Specialist hospital where it was decided they will do a laparocopy to see what was up inside CT. They opened him up yesterday afternoon and discovered no only had the appendix change position from the right to the left it had ruptured about 2 days ago and 150ml of mucous was suction out of his 31 month old stomach. He is currently in recovery and my sista is feeling better.
Through it all she was strong and kept a positive confession. I give thanks for the Faith of our Fathers. I give thanks for friends like family who help care for Princess while Max and Jay had to be with CT. I give thanks for the Doctors who listened to a persistent mothers plea to check and check again. I give thanks for all the support from family and friends. I'm most thankful for CT's life and the quick recovery he will have. I give thanks to God for he remains the Faithful. HE indeeds honours his WORDS.
Thank you
