Money
He was rushed in; carried by the anxious hands of his father.
Money.
thomasgift (55) in life • 28 days ago
He was rushed in; carried by the anxious hands of his father.
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A swelling in his jaw had caused his temperature to spike. His appetite was gone. His speaking was impaired. He was malnourished and quizzingly mute.
We drained the swelling. It was syringes full of frank pus!
But pus was in areas our needles couldnt reach.
So we began on antibiotics. And more pus flowed out from three wound sites--abnormal (fistulous) connections between the skin and the sinuses.
After a few days, temperature got down. Pus ceased. The pressure on his jaw from the pus quelled. He began to do some talking. But his malnourishment had affected his dentition. His teeth got out one by one. Fricatives like 'f' in fine sounded like 'th' in thine.
Then, from a bizarre series of circumstances, MONEY STOPPED. The family couldn't purchase drugs or continue care.
No antibiotics.
No anti-pyretics.
No wound dressing.
No vitamins.
Pus began to ooze out again
He went many days without food.
As he lay on the bed, gradually losing consciousness, his skin began to thin out. Some places grew sores.
He shrunk daily in size. Breathing grew shallower by the week...each breath exhaled an odour of chronic sepsis.
Finally death knocked. He gave one last hell-uva fight with a shrill cry and his chest sunk in eternal peace.
When you watch people die from the absence of money, you really just want to make more and more of it.
Sometimes, one doesn't want to be rich so Forbes can eke out an extra sheet to write our names. It's just to be able to help those whose only hope to breathe next dwells squarely on things money can buy.
Money! Oh, Money!
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