I remember posting somewhere that I survived a bout with Kunol or "Iokone" as they say in Lagoonese. Turned out, it was a full-blown infection that if I didn't go to the emergency room on time, I would be a goner. It started with a my small toe-nail which I stubbed on something but didn't give it much thought. On Thursday night August 12th, I started having chills and fever. Friday the 13th , it got worse and I kept wolfing down pain killers and burning my left leg with hot water to relieve the pain. The leg became red and swollen that standing and walking was almost impossible.
Saturday was our last day at our old apartment, so I helped Believe and the other guys moved our stuff to the new home. The leg was still swollen and red so at the end of the day, I drove to the Queen's emergency room to get treatment and to ask for prescription for the problem. I thought it would be an easy in-and-out situation. I was wrong. After checking the leg and running some blood tests, the doctor advised that I be admitted to the hospital right away. He said the infection was entering my blood-stream and it started to affect some of my vital organs. I ended up staying for a whole week and they were pumping me full of anti-biotic medicine.
After that one week, I was released from the hospital and I came and laid down in my new apartment for the very first time. I was lucky to have recovered from that infection disease. So, I thank God for giving me another chance to continue to live for His sake and for the sake of my children.
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