The last time I posted a blog about my volunteering venture I felt so much happy to share my experience with my followers! My post today might be a bit sad news but THAT IS THE WORLD WE LIVE IN! After receiving the news about the death of grand maama I commonly referred to as my girl friend I felt so terrified although I was happy because few people make it to age 91years in Uganda hope Africa in general!
To cut the long story short, after the burial I and my elder brother Martin Tegiike we where in charge of transporting tents we used to shelter mourners at the funeral day. After transporting tents back, we decided to say hi to a few long term friends. One of our friend approached us and told us to help him transport his sister’s merchandises from the trading center to station them in the village!
He told us that “his sister was suffering from HIV/AIDS and she was bed ridded! So it was a bright Idea to close her shop and take the remaining merchandises home, because they thought her husband was planning to “still them” we agreed to offer them transport and we went to the village called Bukutu-Kamigo. This village is Bukutu parish, Bulopa sub-county Kamuli village. Funny enough we where supposed to transport these goods to the next village at her father’s place. We found her husband in the shop and we packed up everything. This man was looking good with out any signs which made think that for him he was on treatment; he helped to pack everything leaving the room empty! i asked the father why he where doing this and he confirmed to me that “my daughter is going to die so I don’t want to make loose double ”. We carried everything home, and when we reached home I requested to see the sick person. They directed to this small room where they had abandoned her and she was in sorry state. I felt sad and I asked if she was on treatment. They told me yes! And I asked them from which hospital? The father answered me that some one brings her medicine and they pay that person! This was insane because they where selling them some pills they reffed to as ARVS funny but true to me I dint believe they where ARVS. In reality the situation was so touching L I took them through a simple session and how to care for HIV patients, how to prevent opportunistic infections and directing them from where whey would possibly get help. I wish I had enough to transport her and buy her nutritious food, and other needs to make her had a second life. I am sure ARVS are for free but I am sad to learn that there middle men who sells them even to poor people. I would love to fallow this up and together let us create awareness about patient rights!
