The Diary Game: My visit to the hospital that brought back memories [24th March 2026]

Today I went to the hospital for a minor situation. You know sometimes, you feel as though what happened to you is the worst kind of thing that has ever happened but wait till you enter inside the hospital wards and see worst cases with your own eyes. One of the places I dreaded to enter was the section set apart for accident and emergencies due to my last experience. That was around five years ago when I got admitted into the accident and emergency zone inside a federal hospital. Though my case seemed critical before I was bedridden but by the time I looked around and saw people in worst situations than my own, it was as though my own issues fled.

Back then in 2020 inside that accident and emergency zone, there was this young man bedridden in the same ward with me who was constantly crying and shouting in pain, I don't even know what he was passing through neither was I able to see his face. There was another one who I believe to be a young man though I couldn't see his face properly because all over his body was full of bandages. There was no part of his skin visible except the section of his two eyes and he was also groaning in pains.

Then almost directly opposite me, there's this man who was sitting on his bed and breathing through oxygen, he had sat down like that for many hours. I find it difficult sleeping very quickly in a new environment, so it took me hours to sleep and it was almost midnight before I slept. When I woke up the next morning, the man was still sitting on his bed and breathing very fast through the oxygen cylinder close to his bed. He was a young looking big man, not fat but maybe chubby.
There was a very young beautiful woman beside his bed who was placed her head on the side of his bed and still sleeping when I woke up.

Shortly after I woke up, the young beautiful woman woke up as well. I believed the man on the bed was her husband. The man signalled her to go and call the doctors, I figured out the man couldn't speak out, maybe it's due to the oxygen mask. The young woman went and called the doctors, they came and after some time they left him. I saw how restless the woman was. Trying to make her husband feel as much comfortable even in his sitting position.
Deep in my heart I had observed that this man hadn't slept since last night because he had been sitting at the center of the bed, I didn't see a place where he would have laid his back.

His wife her tired state started looking for a wall socket to plug her phone and didn't see. Turned towards my bed and figured out there's a wall socket under my bed. Approached me on my bed and asked me to grant her permission to plug. I didn't even allow her to finish talking and I asked her to go ahead and plug her phone.
Around 11 am that same morning, the man sitting on the bed who appeared to be her husband was still breathing fast and now trying to lay down on the bed.
The wife came to his aid, trying to support him from his back so he will feel more relaxed sitting without laying back down but the man seriously wanted to lay down.

I think I heard him say something to his wife which I think is I'm tired, though I didn't hear it clearly but this alarmed the wife and made her run off to call the doctors. All this was happening in my presence, I also forgot to add that even before It got to this extent I had walked up to the man and encouraged him. I told him that there's nothing God cannot do because God from us when we call in the time of trouble. I told him to not lose hope but to sincerely believe in ability to help at this time. That was actually when I knew he wasn't talking because he only nodded which Brock my heart though even after I said a short prayer with him, he only nodded at the end.

What actually broke my heart then was the thought in my mind. The thought in my mind was “So there can come a point in someone's life where he can't even open his mouth to call on God or even ask for help or forgiveness. That was the exact thought that broke my heart.
All this happened a few hours ago before he wanted to wanted to lay down and his wife ran off to call the doctors. A doctor came with his wife and many more doctors later joined as the man gradually laid back down on the bed even before the first doctor arrived. All the while he was still breathing very fast and sweating.

I didn't know what the issue was but there came up to about eight different doctors around him which also blocked my view and they were all trying to save him. Before I knew the situation was critical was when they started giving him CPR one after another while he was still laying down and his wife started shouting and her hair tie and dressing started dropping like she was going crazy. That was when I knew there was serious danger. The doctor that was given CPR was sweating and when tired will step away for another doctor to take over. I saw the woman running around the section, I heard her telling them to wake this man no matter the cost, that money is not the problem.

She was shouting and saying whatever it will cost, they should raise the man. She also called the dying man I believed to be his husband telling him “Honey don't do this to me, Don't do this to me. Remember your promise to me, don't do this do me”. She was screaming and shouting and running around the bed. Until finally the section had to be covered by then all the doctors already looked so tired.
I couldn't believe this was happening, I couldn't believe a man that I've spoken to and prayed with will just die like that. I began questioning somethings about human life and our existence.
I wanted to go to the place because I believed in my heart somehow he will wake up through prayers but my mum continued dragging me back to my sick bed.

She wouldn't allow me, that was my first time seeing someone die so closely. I told her I want to start going home now. I wasn't feeling happy and I didn't want to spend any more moment in the place. I've completed forgotten the difficulty in breathing that brought me to the hospital which all test results showing everything is fine and not asthma and etc. somehow I feel maybe God wanted me to learn something about life. The symptoms I was feeling had completely disappeared.
I cleared myself from the hospital and left.

Today as I got to the hospital, I met some of the people I've known before and after their assistance in ensuring proper documentation of my folder which I'll be using to see a doctor. I returned back home.

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