…..medicine was all over him so she decided to go wash him up. As she returned to the bed with after washing him up, she noticed an empty bottle of medicine on the floor. She immediately remembered that you had told her to put away the medicine from the bed.
“Perhaps the baby had picked that medicine bottle and mistakenly spilled it over himself” she thought to herself. But she was amazed at the mess he made in a space of just 5 minutes.
She prepared him to eat and as she was about to put the first spoon of food into his mouth he belched giving off a very strong smell of that same medicine. It was then obvious to her that the baby had not just spilled the medicine all over but he had also drank some so she rushed him here for immediate check up but unfortunately for her the baby fainted before she got here.
We tried all we could but it was too late. She was very smart to have carried the medicine bottle with her. The medicine your baby gulped was a very strong adult medicine that must be taken in very small doses by an adult otherwise it could be very harmful to the person’s health. It may have happened that your baby had gulped way more than a 9 months old baby could take.
I’m very sorry sir, that we lost him…..”
The doctor kept on talking and talking but I didn’t pay anymore attention. I stayed glued to the seat for about 15 minutes with flash backs of my baby’s laughter that morning. I remember how I rocked him to sleep at night. I just couldn’t accept my baby was gone for mere CARELESSNESS.
I thanked the doctor, got up and left his office. I walked fast to my wife and before I got to her she broke down in tears and was screaming….” Please forgive me…. I can explain…..”. Perhaps she thought I was going to hit her or scold her. Some nurses were around her and they were all saying “Sir please take it easy…”
Well, I don’t know what they were expecting. All I know was that I got to my wife, kissed her and held her close for a few seconds and then told her….
“I will stand by you. The boy is gone and blaming anyone wouldn’t bring him back. It’s not just your fault, it’s our fault. I should have taken the medicine bowl away from his reach myself before leaving the room instead. After all I saw that you were very busy in the kitchen.
Yes. I have lost my son and it’s painful but you have also lost a baby you laboured for and endured so much pain for. I know every woman hates to lose a child so why should I beat you up. I’ll be by your side and support you because Love is unconditional”
Today we have 5 children and we are very happy. Indeed Love is unconditional…..
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