After the second blood transfusion on Wednesday, Anna was on oxygen. Her tummy was so swollen, the doctor had asked us to try to get a scan done. So today I had organised that we could bring her in the morning, we would be helped directly and we could race back home to put her back on the oxygen machine. I went together with Dominique. The scan showed a very sick liver and spleen and infected kidneys. The liver blood test came out 5 times higher than the maximum, so our hopes went down.. After the scan we raced back to Amecet and we made Anna comfortable, that is when this picture was taken, I was holding her for the last time, you can see how her tummy got bigger and bigger. She was in pain and her breathing went more difficult. Dominique was with her when she stopped breathing, her heart was still beating, we were just praying for her, touching her until she died in the arms of Dominique. We know that Jesus took her over in His arms and there will be no more pain and no more struggle for breath!
Death is more a part of life here. Simon went to town to organise the coffin and here he is laying the little body of Anna in the coffin. Catherine in helping him. It is so natural, we talked before about it, that the baby is gone to Jesus and according to Catherine, we put the baby then in the box. Simon and I brought the body back to the village, we already informed them by mobile phone, they were waiting for us in the trading centre of their village and they brought us to their home. The custom is that we have to give an explanation what has happened, so I gave them the medical book and the scan results and I gave the story of the 3 weeks that Anna was with us. The family and the neighbours, who came to mourn, were very sad, but also thankful for all what we had done for Anna. They were going to bury her the same day, next to her mother!
Simon and I drove back to Soroti, feeling a bit empty, sad and also thankful that God had taken Anna out of her suffering. Back in Amecet life is going on, baby's cry, they want to be fed, the older children were struggling about a coloring book, a new boy was brought by the police, because his mother had beaten him, and many more things are going on. I still miss that little girl. I don't have to go to the medical room and take her temperature or check the oxygen machine anymore. It feels strange, but I know that we did the right thing for Anna : we cared, we loved, we prayed, we cried and we released her! Dear Anna, rest in Peace!!