We have a very active inpatient malnutrition program here in Ethiopia. In the last month we admitted 22 patients with either severe wasting or a kind of malnutrition called kwashiorkor (swelling malnutrition). Every day we check weights and their intake of special UNICEF formula. Most kids stay at least a week or two and then we follow them for the next three months. Since the kids are around for a while and developmental education (play time) is an important part of the program, we tend to get to know the kids pretty well. There have definitely been a number of children that I have really connected with . . . but now there is Daniel.
We estimate that Daniel is 2. His mom died 9 months ago and his dad has been trying to take care of him alone. When dad came to Lalmba he was not there because the baby was sick; he was there because he wanted us to take the baby. It was too much for him and he hadn’t worked in 4 months. All he wanted was for someone else to take care of this child. When Daniel’s dad was in the management office Kari walked in and immediately recognized that Daniel was severely malnourished. He had both severe marasmus (wasting) and kwashiorkor. When he was admitted he weighed 5 kilograms (12lbs) and was so weak that he could not lift his head and didn’t even make eye contact. We weren’t sure he would make it through the night.
We admitted him to the program and convinced dad to stay until the baby was healthy, then we said we would help him find an organization to take Daniel if he still wanted that (our children’s home only takes older kids). The first few days it was clear that Daniel had been left alone most of his life. His legs were contracted and he didn’t respond to affection. Dad would leave the compound for hours at a time leaving him lying alone on the bed. Whenever I went over to the hospital and saw Daniel alone I would pick him up, talk to him, and carry him around with me. After a few days we got his dysentery under control and he started gaining weight. Then, an amazing thing happened: he looked at me. He looked right at me, reached out his arms, and snuggled into me as soon as I picked him up. There was a real child in there! But, he was clearly in pain. His little expression went from completely blank to an agonizing grimace. It was heartbreaking.
Over the next week he grew stronger, lifting his head, sitting up when propped on his arms, then sitting alone. With encouragement dad started to figure out what he need to do as well. He started sitting outside with Daniel, massaging and stretching his legs, and holding him when he cried. Daniel started to thrive. When dad would take the cup of formula away he would reach out and hold the cup himself. But, he still had his little frown on all the time.
Saturday I walked in to the malnutrition ward in the afternoon to check on him. He still reached out for me when I walked in the room, and wanted to have his cuddle. So, I walked over and went to pick him up, and then . . . he smiled. It was the most amazing smile I have ever seen. I picked him up and tickled his belly just so I could see him do it again. Finally, an expression of happiness: a sign that there is still a sweet joyful little kid in that body that has already been through so much.
It’s now been two and a half weeks and my Daniel is giggling and playing. Yesterday he kept sticking his foot in my hand so I could tickle his toes. He has made one of the most amazing transformations I have ever seen. I still don’t know if his father will take him home or if Lalmba will help him find a new home, but I do know one thing. There was a child who came into our hospital near death and now there is a giggling two year old boy who is finally learning to walk. I would be lying if I said that I didn’t consider adopting him myself, but it really wasn’t possible. It was very hard to leave him. I know that he will not remember me or his time in Chiri, but he will also not remember the pain he went through. He came to us a dying child and will leave a happy little boy. If I did nothing else during my time in Africa, I help bring Daniel back.