“Ahhh…I can’t sleep Ma’am…” complained a 27 weeks pregnant
inmate.
With her slightly disheveled hair, up in a pony tail, her
protruding belly not really as noticeable as I would have expected, she was
pointing to her left abdomen and her lower back as her source of discomfort.
Prior to her arrival, I had spoken with a medication nurse to check if she has
been taking her prescribed medications.
“Her? She doesn’t want to take anything, not even her
prenatal vitamins and her HIV medications!”exclaimed that nurse even as I
was barely finished mentioning her whole name.
She has a history of positive HIV and Hepatitis C. From what
I heard, she was usually hard to deal with as she had been non-compliant with
all of her treatment regimen.
A whiff of unpleasant morning breath made me take a couple
of steps back without offending her as I allowed her to complain. And complain.
And complain some more.
“Did you have a baby?” she abruptly asked me as I kept my
stance a few feet away, as the female Deputy smiled at me.
“What does your complaint has to do with me?”
“Because you wouldn’t understand what I’m feeling…”
“I don’t have to answer your question, right? Because this
sick call is not about me but about you!”
“But for your information, yes, I did have a baby and the
things I have mentioned earlier that it would be normal to have achiness more
and more on those areas because your baby keeps on growing, I know, because I
also went to school for that!”
“Ohhh…” she softly uttered.
“If I call the on-call Doctor, will you take the medications?
I heard you don’t want anything.”
“I’m no playing game!!! I’m not taking any meds!”
“Well, Ma’am…That’s what I mean. How can I be of help if you
don’t trust and believe the treatment that anyone wants you to try?”
“How about I’ll still have you see the doctor this morning?”
“But I can’t sleep!”
“Sorry…You need to see the doctor for that because nurses
can’t give you any not unless it is ordered by them.”
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| Would you open your heart's door to Jesus? | (Photo Credit) |
Jesus longs to heal all of us. He is knocking on each heart’s
door. How can He have a chance to show His love if one’s heart doesn’t believe
and trust Him in the first place? One may not open his heart to Jesus’
invitation for salvation. But what a loss! Because all of us will die and
heaven’s gate would not be opened to those who doesn’t believe! Jesus
sacrificed Himself and by His blood, only by His blood that would cover those who
believe in Him, could unlock that gate. Nothing or no one else can...
Who is He? Who is Jesus?
