I am a young mum, and also a student at UNILAG. I got married in 2022 and gave birth in March 2023, but the day I gave birth was the saddest day of my life. My baby had serious birth issues. She was in a coma right from birth (she was on oxygen for about 3 weeks). We spent millions on this baby just to bring her back to life, and God be praised, she made it. The issue now is that about 5 months ago, my girl had been developing different kinds of seizures (back to spending on sickness). The pediatrician managing her prescribed some medications that cost lots of money, but we never hesitated to buy the medicines. Different kinds of scans were carried out, we even tried local herbs too, but no changes still. We continued spending until we didn’t have anything on us. We noticed she’s having developmental delays too.
She’s 10 months old and her neck isn’t stable yet, she can’t sit on her own either. She’s visiting 4 different clinics (Neurology, Physiotherapy, Eye clinic, and also the pediatrician managing her since birth). We don’t have anything on us again just because we gave birth, we sold a lot of things in the house, even my iPhone 13promax too, just to make this baby healthy and no changes yet (to eat sef is hard since we’ve spent all we have on her). Her condition has made me an introvert, I can’t even keep up with academics (it’s really affecting me and my husband). We always feel bad for her whenever she’s undergoing a seizure because she’s seriously suffering, she doesn’t get herself (we weep alongside her). She’s exhibiting special child features too already.
My husband and I now started thinking instead of suffering this innocent child, we should just find a way to make her rest. She’s just 10 months old and suffering a lot. If possible, she can reincarnate and come back to us, we would give her the same name and take care of her in more positive ways, not on sickness. I’m now very lean plus it’s already making me lag in academics, I don’t attend lectures again because I’m always taking her to clinics. I’m really weeping profusely typing this because I had different plans for this baby. My husband and I have now turned to sadists in the house, hunger is killing us, and the baby’s issue is also depressing. Rantz family, please, what do I do?