POST by YADER: Dengue, Diabetes and the Doctor

Yader & his Grandmother (Mum)

Hello my name is Yader. The story that I’m going to share with you is about my Mum.

One day my Mum wasn't feeling really good, but she always says that she is fine so we don't worry about her. But that same day my Mum went to the kitchen to cook and she fainted. Everyone became sad and worried, so we took her to the hospital.

When we got to the hospital, the medical staff took her immediately to the observation area and took care of her. Two hours went by and the doctor came out and told us that she needed to stay in the hospital because they needed to keep a close eye on her as she had contracted Dengue Fever. They said that if she went home she could most certainly die.

After three days we went to visit her in the hospital and the doctor told us that my Mum was still really very sick and had a lot of medical problems. I asked the doctor what the issues were and the doctor said she had low blood pressure and possibly diabetes.

We spent a lot of time praying for her, believing that she could get better and thanks to God my Mum was able to recover bit by bit. Some time later the doctors let my Mum come home.

Thanks to God my Mum’s health has gotten so much better with time, and we continue asking God to keep her healthy.

I hope you liked my little story. Thanks for reading it. God bless you today!

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This story was written by a Nicaraguan youth, and was voluntarily given to Capital on the Edge for publishing. The subject choice was his entirely. He has elected to write about his experiences for the glory of God and so that others may learn from his experiences. The translation of this work is performed voluntarily and not professionally, hence there may be some errors. Any decisive deviation from the text is in consultation with the author, and is done so to make clear the life events written about and to provide further information so that the story is more understandable.  

Hola mi nombre es Yader  la historia que les contare es aserca de mi mama .

 un dia mi amma se sentia mal pero como siempre ella decia que estaba bien para que no nos preocuparamos , pero hece mismo dia mi mama se fue a cosinar y a si y derepente se desmallo y todos nos pusimos muy mal y lo primero que hicimos fue trasladarla al hospital .

Cuando yegamos al hospital integraron de inmediatamente a mi mama a oxcerbacion y luedo de esperar por 2 horas salio el Doctor y nos dijo de que ella se tenia que quedar porque necesitaba estar en oxerbacion    porque tenia dengue . y no podia estar a la interperie porque podria yagarar amorir .

Luego de 3 dias fuimos al hospital y el Doctor nos dijo de que mi mama esta muy mal y que tenia mas sintomas , y yo le pregunte cuales eran ? y el me dijo que tenia la precion baja y la asucar alterada .

Y pasamos mucho tiempo horando a Dios para que mi mama pudiera recuperarce y gracias a Dios mi mama se pudo alibiarse un poco y los Doctores la dieron de alta .

Gracias a dios mi mama a tenido mejora en su salud , y seguimos pidiendo a diario que que mi mama este muy bien  .

espero lesguste mi historia gracias por leerla .

DIOS LOS BENDIGA 

POST by YORDY: Family Feud!

Yordy with his grandmother, aunty and Beycker

When I was 16 my uncle was very drunk and was fighting with my other uncle. I was bathing at the time. I finished my bath and saw my uncles fighting. They were really hurting each other a lot. One of my uncles released a dog (pit-bull) into the house. The dog bit one of my uncle’s arms and would not let go.

The people who were in my house helped get the dog off my uncle’s arm. My grandmother was crying a lot, which is just awful because she has problems with her nerves. The people in my house managed to release my uncle from the dog, and tied the dog up.

My uncle lost a lot of blood and had a very large wound. I went to the hospital with my uncle and they put 13 or 15 stitches in his arm. I do not remember very well, it was an extremely ugly experience for me.

I have faith that God will help my uncles to make the changes they need to in order to have good emotions, so that they can get along with other people. I ask you to pray for them because they fight a lot and have many conflicts. It’s all in God's hands. Thanks for everything, God bless.

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Cuando tenia 16 anos mi tio estaba muy borracho y estaba peleando con mi otro tio yo estaba banandome porque iba a salir entonces termine de banarme y vi que mis dos tios estaban peleando se golpeaban mucho y entonces mi otro tio solto al perro que habia en la casa y entonces el perro mordio en el brazo  a uno de mis tios y no lo soltaba las personas que estaban en ese momento le ayudaron para quitarle el perro de su brazo mi abuela  estaba llorando mucho eso es muy malo para ella porque tiene un problema con los nervios  y entonces lograron soltar el perro del brazo de mi tio,  amarraron el perro y mi tio tenia mucha sangre y una herida muy grande el y yo fuimos al hospital y le pusieron 13 o 15 puntadas en su brazo  no lo recuerdo muy bien eso fue una experiencia muy  fea tengo  fe en que dios les va a ayudar para que ellos cambien su cabeza y sus emociones y que sean buenas personas para que se lleven bien con todas la gente les pido que oren por ellos porque ellos pelean mucho y tienen muchos conflictos pero todo lo dejamos en las manos de dios gracias por todo dios les bendiga 

 

POST by RENZ: La La en La Mascota

Nayeli, painting in the creche

When people from the community come to us for help, we normally help them as much as we can.

They ask us if we can take them to the hospital or if we can help them get medicine and things like that. If we have our car or if we have money that we can use to help them, then we help as much as we can.

One day, a mum of one of the kids from the school gave my sister a letter and she told her to read it to my dad. When she arrived home she read it to my dad. The letter read that someone in her family was sick and she wanted us to help her. It was a little girl that was sick but it didn’t say whom.

It was a Tuesday night and every Tuesday we go to barrio loco to play pool. Before we went to barrio loco my dad said to me if I wanted to go with him on a daddy-daughter date and I accepted. He said to me that first we would have to make a few stops.

The first place that we went to was to the aunt of the kid that was sick. My dad was going to tell them that we didn’t have any money to help and that we were very sorry we could not help. He then said to me that we could help a little bit if the little girl was from the school that we have, but he thought that she wasn’t.

We went to the mother’s house to tell her that we were sorry but we could not help right now. When we got to her house, he started telling her that but then he asked her who the kid was. She was holding Nayeli in her arms and said that they were going to take her to hospital.

Nayeli with her Mum & cousin

My dad asked her what she wanted him to do and she said that in the morning she had to go to the hospital and they were going to do some exams on the little girl and he needed another woman to help her hold Nayeli still.

She also explained that she has problems with nervousness and other people she had asked had said that they could not help her because they were scared.

Nayeli's Dad on the left (with Liz & Junior)

My dad said that him and I would go with her in the morning to the hospital.

In the morning, my dad woke me up and told me it was time to go. It was six o’clock on the dot and we had to go to the hospital.

I got ready as fast as I could and then went outside. I didn’t even have time to eat! Outside it was nice and cool. Sitting upon a bench on our front porch was Nayeli, her mum, and her dad.

Nayeli

As soon as my dad walked out of the house, we all jumped into the car and went off to the hospital. For most of the time, our journey was silent with just the radio in the background. We arrived at the hospital but the mum said that it was the wrong hospital.

My dad did not know which hospital the lady was talking about so he asked somebody from the hospital that we were at if he knew where the other hospital was. He told us that we were very far away from the other one, La Mascota, but an ambulance was going there and so we followed the ambulance.

The ambulance was fun to follow but he was going so fast and it was hard to keep track of him.

Once we got to the hospital we went into a room and they gave baby Nayeli an injection in the arm. Once that was done we had to wait in the waiting room for a very long time. My dad kept on asking me what we were waiting for but I didn’t know.

Finally they called us in after we had been waiting for a few hours and they took some x-rays (I think) of her. One of her body parts was too small and so they had to stick something in her too see what was happening.

They told us to take her pants off and lay her down on the table. Once she was lying down and they hadn’t even touched her she had already started screaming and crying.

Nayeli crying, Jocasta & Manuel

They told me to hold her arms down and so I did it. They told the mum to hold her legs open and so she did it.

The doctor came over and put some needle thing attached with a cord in her and then he told us that we just had to wait, so we waited whilst they put stuff in her.

Once they finished that part they took out the needle and told her to pee and then she could go. She didn’t want to and so she started screaming and crying even louder.

We waited about ten minutes until she finally did it. They then put her in a shower and rinsed her off. Then we left and the little girl was normal again.

When we got home I was so tired and everybody was asking us where we were and if I was ok because I was so tired. I told them that we went to the hospital.

Now the girl is ok but they have to give her medicines and things like that.