Charity Action

We had our Paediatrics Infectious cycle going on last week. Luckily, on our last day of the cycle, the department had an event called "Charity Action" where we get to visit the orphan babies admitted there.

I was at first all excited about it, went shopping for the kids as if it was the first time shopping for my own kid :P (I felt like buying everything at the store for them)

But all my excitement & joy turned into sadness & pain the moment I stepped into the room. In the first room, there were 5 cribs - all babies aged a year old to 2 years old. They are left there, just themselves. There is no one to attend their needs specifically, no one to pay attention to them at every second they cry, no one to sing them a lullaby & no one to be there for them all the time, unlike what every other kids have.

I straight away did a reflection upon myself. Even at this age of life, I still demand attention from my parents sometimes, I still have some needs I want them to fulfill, I still ask them for help in many situations and I always needed them more than anything else in the world, at every second. Honestly, I never had been so much grateful that I have parents since that day. I couldn't picture myself not having them now, worse still, not having them since young! (I pray for their long lasting lives, Ameen)

 This baby is suffering from organic brain dysfunction. He is unable to turn his head, or even change his body position. He looked at me through the angle of his eyes when I rubbed his chest and patted his tummy. He seemed to like it! He started to cry the moment I lifted my hand from his tummy.

 I forgot this boy's name but he is a charmer. Most of my friends were attracted to him at once! 

After that he was a bit cranky, since he poo-pooed in his diapers.

 This baby Sofia is the prettiest baby I ever met. Cherry lips, sparkling blue eyes.She stood up with a smile on her face when we stepped into the room, welcoming us, and cried when she sensed that we are about to leave. Made me cry inside too.

This big boy is Sergei. He also have some neurological problems. He enjoys being tickled and made me do it over and over again. I didn't mind since hearing his laugh is so overwhelming.

Lastly we visited a new kid who was just admitted to the hospital. Her case was a bit different. She is not an orphan, she has parents and its not her parents whom sent her here, but the social service. Her mom is a chronic alcoholic. At first, we enjoyed each other's company - she liked our gifts, we played with her, we took pictures together and all of us had a great time. Until one moment, she started to ask "Where's mommy?". We all looked at each other with a gulp in our throats. She kept asking repeatedly and since we had no answer for that she started crying, of course, calling her Mommy.

A situation like this, really rips my heart.

Again, I am thankful that Allah has been fair enough to me, to not put me in this situation, and on top of that He's been more than kind to me, for giving me a set of wonderful parents, till I cant ask for better ones!

However, I pray that these kids will make their way through life, come what may and grow up as strong & great people one day. I even hope that they'll make a great set of parents - learn it the hard way!