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Dinner Part 2



On finally arrive at the the hospital after forcefully maneuvering the traffic, hooting, overlapping ,driving on the wrong side of the road, flashing lights and violating all kind of traffic rules that was least of my worries.

I have no clue where the emergency entrance is but I park on the biggest door that l lay my eyes at.  The nurses and crew take another decade to show up had to fish them from the inside.

Our health care system is crap. Getting an ambulance is a process you have to drive your own patient to hospital or they will die at your feet. Either way one has to try and be an abulance.

She is taken in am locked out and have to wait at the waiting room. There is nothing more traumatizing than having to sit there nurses passing back and forth and none is feeding you with any relevant information.

As I sit there my mind goes into a wild goose chase. Remember she had disappeared for about 15minites  and also unreachable, so after another 10 minutes of waiting made a decisition of leaving and calling it off.

As i was leaving i the asked the gate man weather he has seen her and after long description he says "yes" he saw her leaving of which now makes me officially angry but decides to go home. I tell him if by any chance she shows up she be told that I left.
Am not able to join the main road as people have crowed at the road and a massive traffic snarl up. With rage get out of the car to find out what the f*** is going on. Some random jamaa tells me that someone has been knocked down and the offender run off.

"Hawa watu wanavuka barabara bila kuangalia sasa ona" , "polisi wameitwa?" I say out loudly as I approach the crime scene.

JESUS CHRIST!!!!!!!  WTF!!!!!! Its her lying on the tarmac covered with blood on her face, her whole body is bruised and in pools of blood. She is still alive I fell her breathing. Call out her name but she just rolls her eyes and look towards me.

Tears filled my face as I held her in my arms pleading her not to die. I lay there on the ground not even having the strength to move but she lifted her hand and that's all it took to get me up.
Within a few minutes we had cleared the traffic with the help of a few volunteers and headed to hospital...

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