Abbi and I love being extra hands in the burn clinic.
This is a special story she is sharing today about one special little boy.
Mwen konton Jezi renmen m'
(I'm happy Jesus loves me. A song we sang to him)
We have a story we would like to share with you. It is about a little boy named Likson. Likson is two years old. He was a patient at our burn clinic. His mother was holding him and a kerosene lamp. She accidentally dropped it on him. He got burned on his stomach, top of his left arm, and under his chin. They live up in the mountains, so it takes them awhile to get to the clinic. (They had to stay with family in the mountains because they were from another place in the mountains very far away) But yet they were still here every morning, early, just like they were told, so they could let the medicine kick in while he was still soaking before they started washing and dressing his burns. His burns were third degree. (so they were very deep ) He was also very swollen due to dehydration (3rd spacing). Some days his eyes would be swollen shut. We gave his mother some packets to put in water to help rehydrate him, and told her to really make sure he drinks lots. Everyday he would come back, and every day we would soak, wash, scrape, and dress him. They were very good at coming and he was getting a little bit better, but he was still in very bad condition. They would check his blood to make sure it was still okay. He had been coming for about six weeks. One day his Dad came with him for the first time since he got burned. He had been at home with their four year old child, he hadn't seen Likson for a long time. The next morning Dad left while Mom and Likson got his bandages changed, then they went home (the house they were staying at). They didn't come back Thursday, so someone called the Dad and he said that Likson was still alive. Today they didn't come. Miss. Sharron received a call when she was with a patient, it was the Dad. He told us that Likson died. We were all heart broken, but had to realize he was with Jesus and wasn't in pain anymore. Please pray for Likson's family and for all those who were close to Likson. Likson didn't laugh or smile all the time, but when he did it just filled your heart up with joy. I remember one of the first times I saw him smile. He was staring at my scrub shirt. It was covered with angles, flowers, rainbows, and sunshine. I look down at my shirt and when I look up he is staring at me with the biggest smile. He is such a sweet boy.
~Abbi
There is no better place to be than in His hands.
