Today it is with great sadness we announce the death of Mr… How often has this become a common statement in our society? Death isn’t something strange the world over but its something we all face and have to adapt to. I highly doubt there is one person in this world who has never had their family member or friend face this transition. Its something we will all have to face. Many explanations have come up to determine where and what happens to someone when they die. In most faiths, we believe that there is an afterlife where people go to though we cannot conclusively prove it. Some say that based on your deeds you face judgement and go to heaven or hell. There some who believe its simply the end of life. I personally believe in the continuity of life but as to what we will face I cannot conclusively state this or the other and I don’t believe it’s in my place to decide that, as we will all face that transition and hopefully we will meet our maker!
Okay, let’s get down to business as to what made me write this story today. Two great men in this Nation (Kenya) have fallen to cancer, Bob Collymore and Ken Okoth, My condolence go to both families. My background is pharmacy and as someone who studied allopathic medicine, I can come up with many stories to say what happened. However, that was a long time ago when my eyes were closed only to the allopathic world. Its either we give you a pill or undergo surgery. I remember my dad had similar cancer to Ken Okoth and it was discovered in stage 3 before metastasis ( when cancer spreads to other organs). He did have surgery, radiation therapy and chemotherapy. I was him during this tough journey and there were times I had no answer to his questions especially as to how long he had to take medication. The side effects were no one’s cup of tea. I remember him once stating to me, I don’t think God wants me to live like this. The surgery had him use a colostomy bag and that’s tough adapting to change. Finally, after cancer had metastasized to his lungs he only was with us till my brother’s wedding and after that, he left. Only a transition as per my belief.
This started a fire in me to find out what causes cancer and how can we heal it. I ended up in South Africa studying an MSC in Bioinformatics. I was studying drug discovery and on HIV. I went through a long period studying these stuff but it never made sense to me. When I came back to Kenya, I was afflicted with my own illness. I went into a depressed state. My mum nudged me until I went to see our family doctor. He referred me to a psychiatrist. He started me on medication but I knew deep inside me, that this was the wrong prescription (not medically but in terms of healing). My brother and a friend asked me if I was sure this is the route? I then remember as the emotions got tough, I finally got an answer. A psychologist came by with a new form of treatment called Neurolinguistic Programming (NLP). It helped me get back to life and off the medicines, which I honestly loathed. They zombified me, I could no longer feel joy… just like a zombie…. I remember playing golf and I would hit a ball in the range and want to celebrate but no feelings. I wondered weren’t these drugs to get me back to normality? When I asked the doctor all he would say is…wewe ndio wa madawa twambie…( you are the pharmacist, I should be asking you). One of the side effects on the pamphlet was suicide. The doctor couldn’t answer me yet he expected me to take something that said it could kill me? How many times had I given patients the same without interrogation? I should have known why by law I am known as an authorized seller of poisons!
I want to continue the story and there is a lot more to say but time will not allow….see you on Wednesday!