You’re but a toddler. A mere child of 2 or 3 or 4. And you were inflicted with so much pain. They say that pain is inevitable but you can choose who you will allow to hurt you. How could you have made the choice?
Diabetes. Pneumonia. TB. Malnutrition. 25% weight loss. Needles inserted into your arm and feet. NGT through your nose. All physical. And we do not know what emotional torments are going through your frail humanity.
The Will to Fight
We always tell people with complications to fight. We always tell them not to give up. But how can you fight? What chances have you if you were to wage wars with these complications. What will have you? Shouldn’t you be in that perceived world of innocence and ignorance where pain is but a result of a child’s play? Is this your game?
You are fighting
I stood by your bed and you sat up. No support. You sat there and stared at me. It brought me hope. You would tell your mom if something hurts by crying and pointing at the your pain points. You’re fighting, you’re a fighter.
We need help for you.
We need to ask for help but we can’t just publish your identity to anyone or everyone. You’re but a toddler and you have what? 50-60 years ahead of you. But now, right now, we need to you to be better. We need you to get better. I have received inquiries last night but they were inquiries of mongers wanting to get information so they can just tell others about you. And so we have to be careful as we secure help for you.
For now, fight. I do not know how you are fighting but fight.