Blessing.. his name.. When Blessing was 9 he picked up a land mind, thinking it was a walki talkie he put it to his face and it detonated and blew off the lower jaw and face. He showed up a few years later at an Operation of Hope screening. The surgery he needs can't be done here. so funds are being raised to brig him to the USA for surgery. In the mean time he is being put thru school to assist him in his dream of becoming a plastic surgeon. He is 2nd in his class in chemistry...life can be such a powerful motivator.
Blessing spent the day with us, what an impressive young guy. His mom has moved to South Africa with his sister. Last he saw them was 2008. He lost his cell phone so he can't even talk with family... so an anonymous Donner might have to buy a cell phone.
Today I had some time before the next patient came out of surgery so I wandered about the hospital. Walking thru I noticed there was a boy, oh maybe 5-6 in a crib all alone in a room. As I passed by he reached out so I stooped to hold his hand. He then wrapped his hands around me and held on in a death grip. I hugged him and proceeded to burst into tears.... I inquired into his story. He has CP ( Cerabal Palsy. He is in fact 6 and has been abandoned. My heart breaks for this little boy. I have decided that every day will include a visit to this boy. I hope I can hold him out side his crib. Every day I am here he gets a hug and a kiss. My batteries died in my camera but I will get his photo soon. Kathy our anesthesiologist wants to take him to the PACU to hang out with me all day. Tomorrow's mission find out his name!!!
Some wear defects on the outside...some of us hide them on the inside. Who is to say one is any better than the other?
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