On November 27th, 2021, my family’s world stood still. That day, a phone call delivered news no one ever wants to hear. My brother, Radhison Komora Dadda, had been involved in a horrific accident near Gede. The caller, through tears, described the severity of the situation and urgently requested funds for an ambulance and a CT scan at Malindi General Hospital. At first, disbelief consumed me. I knew my brother was at home—or so I thought. Desperately seeking clarity, I reached out to the rest of my family. To our shock, the unimaginable turned out to be true.
A kind stranger had found my brother by the roadside, gravely injured, surrounded by onlookers who chose to take photos instead of helping. This Good Samaritan rushed him to Malindi General Hospital, where his condition was critical. He had suffered a traumatic head injury and multiple fractures, requiring immediate transfer to Mombasa for advanced care.
The next days were a blur of fear, hope, and prayers. My brother was admitted to the ICU, spending eight days in intensive care fighting for his life and enduring four days in a coma. His condition was touch-and-go, but against all odds, he pulled through. After a grueling month and a day in the hospital, he was discharged on December 28th, 2021, beginning his long road to recovery.
Reflecting on this journey, I am overwhelmed with gratitude. What seemed like an insurmountable tragedy became a moment of grace and resilience. My brother’s survival is nothing short of a miracle, a testament to God’s mercy and the power of family and faith. It was not just a physical recovery but a spiritual awakening for all of us. Through the pain and uncertainty, we grew closer to God, finding strength we didn’t know we had.
Today, I celebrate my brother’s life—his courage, his will to fight, and the unwavering support that surrounded him. His story is a reminder to cherish every moment, hold our loved ones close, and never underestimate the resilience of the human spirit
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