Last Saturday, shortly after I posted this blog, a young
family arrived at the front gates of Project Canaan. They had “bummed” a ride to a gas station on the main road
and then walked the 8KM (5 miles) to our farm with their 4-year old son and 10-month
old sick baby. They came to the
farm to give us their children.
Yes, you read correctly. They couldn’t feed them. The man couldn’t find
work to provide for his family and the baby was very VERY sick.
What kind of conversation has to happen between a man and
wife to get to a decision to give your baby(s) away? I am not sure I want to even go down that road in my own
mind and contemplate the possibilities.
But there they were, all for of them at the gate. I was sitting drinking coffee on the patio
of our home, totally unaware of what was happening, but our team was AMAZING
and couldn’t have done anything to make us more proud. Peter was called to the gate and he
asked Stanley to join him (to help with the siSwati). After a long talk with
this young family they knew that they must help, but not by taking their children. The family needed immediate assistance
and they needed hope for the future.
Peter asked the father why his family was hungry and
sick? The man told him that work
was hard to find and he was out of a job.
Peter then asked if we provided him with work, would he come? The man jumped at the chance and said
YES! Peter told him to come on
Monday morning and he would be hired. Have I mentioned that I LOVE our team!?!? They really “get it”. They understand why we are here
and whom we are here to serve.
This family needed food, the father needed work and the baby
needed medical care. Peter and
Stanley gave them 20 KG of rice, Manna Packs for both children and the
information for them to contact the Social Welfare Office in Manzini for
further assistance.
They also gave them a ride back to the main road, a few
coins for transport home and prayer that the Lord would have His mighty hand on
them all. The family used the
money to go directly to the hospital to get care for the baby who had
difficulty breathing apparent pneumonia and was almost unresponsive.
Monday arrived and the man arrived to work. We immediately
asked about the baby and the father said that the hospital gave the baby an
injection for his chest infection, but the baby was really sick. I asked if the
baby was HIV positive (which can help ascertain if the baby has illnesses that are
from an immuno-suppression). The
man said the baby had been tested and was HIV negative. He also said that both
he and his wife were HIV negative. That is always great news to hear in a
country where almost half of the population is infected. Once HIV is a factor it changes how
infections and sickness are approached.
Everyone who had seen the baby on Saturday (parents,
Stanley, Peter, Denis, Anthony) said that the baby was malnourished and the
mother had a very serious case of mastitis (infection in her left breast which
she happily pulled out to show anyone who inquired about how she was feeling –
very common here) so the baby couldn’t nurse from that side. It was suggested that we get the mom and
baby to hospital with the promise of paying the hospital bill because it was
believed that they would both be admitted.
The man left the farm to go back home and tell his wife as
well as to find someone to care for the 4-year old when the mother and baby
were admitted to the hospital.
Tuesday morning I drove to the hospital where we were to meet. They were
both happy and smiling and thankful for the assistance. I asked to see the baby, so mom untied
the towel which was holding the baby and pulled the baby off her back for me to
see. The baby was very weak and
lethargic with no neck control of his little head. His hair was thin and he looked to be malnourished to
me. But he also looked “sick”.
I asked the mother if she was sure that the child was not
HIV positive. Without missing a beat she admitted to me, to her husband, and to
anyone within hearing distance that the baby had tested POSITIVE. I looked at the husband and looked back
at her. I then asked her if she
would share her own HIV status with me?
It is highly unlikely that a baby would be positive if the mother wasn’t
positive. She nodded and said,
“Yes, I am HIV positive too”.
I looked at the husband and asked why he didn’t tell me that
the day before when I asked him.
His response was that this is the first he was hearing the news.
What the heck?
The next five hours were long and complicated so let me cut
to the chase and tell you that after many questions, answers, confusion, lies
and avoidance, the mother finally came clean and told me that:
- She
had an HIV test when she found out she was pregnant in late 2011
- She
didn’t tell her husband that she was positive because she was afraid he would
run away
- The
husband had an HIV test (routine?) and tested negative (which I didn’t believe
– again, highly unusual for her to be positive and not him, but possible)
- The
baby was born May 27th 2012 and was HIV positive
- She
didn’t tell the father about the baby’s status
- The
baby was sick on and off so mother took baby for new test in July 2012 and
again he tested positive
- She
was to take baby back to Pediatric AIDS clinic to start treatment, but she was
afraid and didn't go.
- The
baby was still sick on and off so she went back in January for another test
(hoping the baby wasn’t HIV positive??? Not sure.) Again the test came back positive and the baby was to start
treatment immediately. She didn’t go back for treatment.
- I
suggested that the father go to the VCT (Volunteer Counseling and Testing
Center for HIV/AIDS) and get re-tested.
Anthony from Project Canaan showed up at the hospital about that time so
he went with the man. The test was
negative.
By the end of the day the baby and mother were admitted to
the hospital and the baby was treated for pneumonia, thrush, malnutrition and
would begin Anti-Retrovirals as soon as the Pediatric AIDS clinic came over and
got him on the program. The
mother’s CD4 count is still over 500 so she will not start ARV’s at this time.
She was treated for her mastitis and her “womb infection” that discovered mid-way
through the day. Sigh.
I spoke at length the father and Anthony did as well. Our fear was that he would leave his
wife (or beat her or kill her) because she had lied to him for so long about
her HIV status and put her life, his life and the life of their baby at
risk. But he was very reasonable
about the whole thing. Maybe he was in shock? I know I was.
A few days later I visited the mother and baby in the
hospital. The baby was doing so
well and responding well to the treatments. He had an X-RAY to see if he also has Tuberculosis, but we
don’t have the results from that back yet. I asked the woman if her husband was really angry with
her. She said no, he wasn’t. He had been in to visit and asked why
she had lied to him. She explained that she didn’t want him to run away. He told her he would never leave her
and that they would get through this together.
The man is working on the construction crew that is building
the Toddler home. The mother and
baby will be in hospital for a week or two and we will assist with their fees
and transport when they are discharged. The 4-year old boy is living with his
Grandmother until his mother comes out of the hospital.
It is so rare to see young married couples anymore in
Swaziland. It seems like marriage is a thing of the past. Maybe it is too expensive (lobola is
required to be paid for a bride), maybe it is old fashioned, maybe people are
dying too quickly of AIDS to bother with marriage? But this young couple is married and they are a family who
care for their children and want a future. The team at Project Canaan is encouraged by them and even
though the situation seems hopeless from the outside we are praying for total
healing and forgiveness that will bring real hope to this family.
Happy Easter from all of us at Project Canaan. |
As I look forward to Easter Sunday tomorrow I am thankful
for the hope that I have been given through the death and resurrection of
Jesus. I don’t know what I would
do or how I would cope with my own fears of life without knowing that El Roi
sees me and cares about me. I love
watching His hand on others and give thanks that He sometimes allows me to have
a glimpse of what He is up to.
“Amazing grace how
sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me. I once was lost, but now am
found. Was blind was now I see.”
Live from South Africa … I am preparing to celebrate the
resurrection tomorrow!
Janine
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