This term may be a just hear of as it had been to me. you’ll never understand or rather believe this unless you be directly involved. as for me am greatly convinced that this is what happened to me.
Early this month, my fiancée rushed to hospital in a town in the eastern region (name with-held for investigations are on going) after an expected pains with a seven and a half month pregnancy. The doctors decided to get her to labour. When I was informed of this on Saturday at around noon I kept in touch for I was at work. 2 hours later, mum-in-law called me to break the good news that I have a baby boy, the joy of a new dad to a healthy boy overwhelmed me! I took an early leave from job that was around 3pm rushed to the baby stall to get some baby-wear then to the house to change and rush to meet my strength.
Leaving on the far side of the city “diaspora” traffic had already stated building up! fortunately this time was lucky it was a weekend I was at the house at 5pm. As always I had to spend some time on calls and as I prepared I was told that the baby was in an incubator to help full development , I never understood this either and took it easy as I had been informed by my mum-in-law its a normal routine to baby born slightly before due time. At 6pm, I left the house to town and board a bus to the hospital.
It was to take at most 2hrs. for me to get there. At 730pm just like seven kilometres to the hospital I was so disturbed and decided to call 2 good friends of mine (a doctor and a newly graduated lawyer) to share my joy with, the doctor who resides in Limuru and having no busy schedule decided to drive all all the way to the eastern hospital just to be the as a good friend would do.
On the other side my fiancée was on my neck asking why I was taking too long I got so suspicious asking her why, she didn’t even say a word instead she hang up anyway the joy was more than anything would suppress. I finally got there. Reaching the ward, everyone was up and down and trying to embrace her, I saw tears in her ayes, asking what was on, she turned back and said baby is dead! This to me sounded so sharp, suddenly mum-in-law comes, hugs me, takes off my bag and says, “son, am sorry baby I no more” I now knew something had gone a mess. My efforts to get a clear explanation to what had met hit on deaf ears or rather those that knew all that had happened and who were accustomed to the game. I called Jack my buddy who was driving over asked him where he was and told me that he was just a few metres to the hospital.
When he finally came in the process now eased up for he knew who and what to ask. Shortly, he pulled me aside and said to me ” brother, there is something wrong here lets get on it but first have the two – mum-in-law and my wife leave the room and I did exactly that. He then asked for the body of the baby which was provided. Looking at it, he asked so many questions and some gave contradictory statements to it. The hospital matron seeing that we were digging so deep Jack flashed out his practitioner work tag as a doctor, to freeze them more I took out my work tag as a media personality and they knew they are just into it.
We there and then asked for a DNA test on the dead baby but this time not at the hospital but in Nairobi. I called Stanley the lawyer to be part just in case. All went as planned and in three days, the results were out and the outcome was as good as what Jack had predicted, that wasn’t our son! This now lay way for the truth to what went on. The hospital management, the matron and the nurse on duty had to answer some questions right lest we meet in court.
This first had to be reported to to the police. Now there were sermonized to record statements at the police station and believe you me they were al contradicting. this had to there and then be a court case and with no waste of time Stanley prepared the needful legal documents for we had less than 3 days for the mentioning.
Then came the mentioning d, all was ready for sure Stanley and Jack never failed me for they had all that was needed by the magistrate. Though the hospital tried to play smart by saying that the diseased body had been disposed off but now what the court wants is the register of all the children born and mother’s contacts in the hospital that week for DNA tests to see who in in custody of my son.
As per today the case shall be heard and judgement reached upon on the 4th of September am allowed to disclose this to the public and let you be aware of what goes on in our hospitals.
story by: Collins