29/04/2025
One year ago today, I faced a moment no parent ever wants to imagine. Our twins were just 4 months old, tiny, precious, full of life. But while their bond was identical, their health was not. Our baby boy needed heart surgery. Life threw us a curveball we never saw coming.
I still remember handing him over to the medical team and then waiting six long, breathless hours outside the theatre. I stood outside the theatre, clutching hope like a lifeline. My son, just 4 months old, was inside fighting for his life. He was undergoing heart surgery. Six of the longest hours of my life passed by, each minute heavy with fear, and a fragile kind of hope.
There’s no manual for that kind of waiting. No parent wants to watch their child go through something so terrifying. It felt like my world had paused—my heart beating only in sync with the monitor sounds echoing in my mind.
It was the most gut-wrenching, soul-stretching moment of my life.
But today, one year later, I look at this strong, joyful, thriving little boy—and I’m undone. He’s not just here… he’s healthy. He’s growing. He’s a fighter. He’s a miracle. He’s not just doing fine, he’s thriving. Exceeding every expectation.
To the cardiothoracic surgeons, cardiologists, nurses, and the entire medical team of Federal Medical Centre Airport-Road Jabi Abuja. You didn’t just perform a surgery, you gave me my son. You gave his twin sister her brother. You gave my family hope again, we’ll never forget it. Thank you doesn’t even scratch the surface.
To any parent currently sitting in that hallway, waiting… hold on, cry if you must. But believe me, Doctors are miracle workers and they still perform Miracles. With Medical teams Miracles still happen.
