More than two million AIDS related deaths reported globally in 2008 -
two million children under the age of 15 now live with HIV. New figures
released by the World Health Organization and UNAIDS estimate the
number of new HIV infections have declined each year by about 17% from
2001 to 2008, but for every five people infected, only two start
treatment.
Today, December 1st, 2009 marks the 20th World AIDS Day
Education
and care could help reduce the spread of AIDS in Africa. Do you think
the jingles and awareness programmes are enough to educate the people on
AIDS?
This is a story of a young woman. Tonia, this is what we
fondly call her, danced with joy into the reception hall as the hall
stood rendering a thunderous applaud to this beautiful and newly wedded
couple, it was the year 2000.
Late 2000, there was another
gathering, it was Tonia's baby boy, Junior. Once more it was a day of
joy as we gathered at the child's naming ceremony; he was a handsome
child, smiled as if he knew why we were gathered. He definitely would be
a great man as his grandmother called him Odogwu.
One morning in
2002, they heard a voice, quite low but it was obvious that it was an
adult sobbing, this was coming from Tonia's apartment and after sometime
it died down. Days past and Tonia's husband was nowhere to be seen. It
was from our 'nose-poking' neighbour that we learnt that Tonia's husband
was admitted into the General hospital, he was very ill. Same year, he
passed-on and the news from our 'nose-poking' neighbour was that the
government discovered he was infected by the virus and was detained at
the hospital to avoid the spread of the virus. Our 'nose-poking'
neighbour also 'said that' Tonia avoided to hospital, scared of being
diagnose of the same ailment.
Early 2003, Tonia was back to her
widowed mother's house, just two streets away from where she used to
stay with her only son Junior. Junior, born in late 2000, was a cute
piece to admire like every child of that age, the only problem was that
he looked rather malnourished, but I see him with an older child about
everyday crossing the street to purchase his lunch at 'iya ibadan's'
food shed.
According to some others who Tonia confided on the
situation behind her husband's death, they advised Tonia to go for a
test to be sure that she wasn't infected, but Tonia ignored probably
scared of the result.
2004-2005, Tonia had gained a lot of flesh
and looked well, she was fully recovered from the effect of her
husband's sudden illness and death, and she decided to move on. Within
this year, she met men, who could not resist her looks and humour, she
dated some, went out a lot and you could hear the walls echo as she said
her morning and evening prayers; really I enjoyed her songs, it
reminded me of the Swahili people that I hear on TV.
Neighbours
trooped in and out of her apartment, Junior, the 'great man' had just
passed-on this morning, it was early 2006. Again the advice came to
Tonia, "I think Junior died of the disease, go for a test" "isn't it
obvious that I don't have it" Tonia responded.
2009, Tonia our
once robust and humorous lady has lost a whole lot of weight, she has a
lot of terribly looking blisters on her skin, she doesn't come out
anymore. But I caught a glance of her.
"good evening" I greeted, she came out to pick an item and was about to rush back inside as I noticed but the greeting brought her back and you could see it lifted up her spirit as she answered "good evening"
"good evening" I greeted, she came out to pick an item and was about to rush back inside as I noticed but the greeting brought her back and you could see it lifted up her spirit as she answered "good evening"
So was Tonia faith and that of many suffering from this instant killer.
For
Tonia, immediately it became noticeable, she became a 'never to go
near' individual, her once friends stopped coming around her, she
withdrew to the confinement of her mother's house "people who use to
speak to me no longer do" she said to me as we sat outside one evening,
she went on to say "those who never use to speak to me now do, but those
who use to be my friends now avoid me with so much disdain at the sight
of me".
After our brief encounter that evening, she went back to her apartment, all eyes were on her.
"Make
she no sitdown here again" the illiterate security man said "the breeze
fit carry the disease and I go breath am, I never wan die" he
explained. I starred at him, mouth wide-opened "me nko" I asked. I never
imagined that people were stilled that ignorant on how to and how not
to contact the virus, it was a pity that someone in a modern
environment; part of town in Lagos could still speak about the disease
in such ignorance.
Makes me wonder, are the radio jingles and all
the awareness programme really effective? My saying hello to Tonia
transformed her mood and she decided to go for her antiretroviral drugs,
which she has continued till date.
The public needs more aware
and through our individual care we could make a difference, we could
join, individually to educate and show love to those in our midst living
with HIV.
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