This is the story of my dear son-from Janet. It all began when my dad forced me to marry one man I was not pleased with. The man was a drunkard, and he was poorly behaved, one day when I was pregnant, he fought with me and he threw me down, my belly went ahead to the ground. I was 8 months pregnant with less than two weeks to give birth. I felt a lot of pain and in the morning I went home to my mum and they took me to the hospital where I stayed until I gave birth. 
The few days to the time of delivery, the doctor came and examined me.
He told me that I have few days remaining to give birth and he also said from the scan result, there seem to be complications in the womb so the baby will have to be evacuated in order to save my life. I asked if my baby will be safe, but he told me that the baby might even be dead.
I was operated; the baby boy was removed but he was so weak even to breathe and he was placed on oxygen and luckily he survived. My uterus was damaged and it was removed so I had no chances of giving birth again.
I never went back to my husband and so I decided to look after my world-my boy. I made sure I gave him the best as much as I can afford. My greatest joy is that he graduated 2years back. Got a Job and has been working making me a proud mum. On the 18th of last August, he requested for my presence, he said since it is Mothers Day in our church, he had something he wanted to show me, well I went as normal thing to see what my son had in stock. Unknown to me, it was a gift from him to me, I was completely overwhelm. Two days after the event, I called to say thank you again, because I so loved what he bought for me.
I tried severally to reach him, but he never picked nor returned any of my calls. I was a bit worried, so the next day I decided to check on him. The door where open, I was shocked. I quickly rushed straight to him room, only to find him not moving. Oh my God! I asked myself in shock: His he dead? I never noticed anything around not until I scream, it dawn on me that most of his belongings are gone. I hurriedly ran out called the police, brought in a taxi and took him to the hospital.
Since then, he has been in comma and has never been able to open his eyes. He has been placed on life support machines.
I have been crying laying next to him waiting for the day he’ll be announced dead I’ll die next to him. Coz he is the only hope I have my only son. Please pray for my son so that he doesn’t die “May God Heal ur Son Janet”
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