Allow me to provide a detailed account of the events. My sister accompanied her friend to Shiloh. According to her friend, my sister expressed feeling weak and requested assistance in carrying her bag. Understanding the gravity of the situation, her friend readily agreed. Unfortunately, my sister’s condition deteriorated to the point where she was unable to eat, prompting her friend to promptly take her to the clinic.
During this time, my sister’s mobility was severely impaired, necessitating her friend’s support in walking. It is worth mentioning that my sister had a considerable amount of luggage, as is customary during visits to Shiloh. Additionally, she carried a small school bag, which remained untouched and unpacked.
Upon reaching the clinic, they were met with disappointment as they were turned away without receiving any medical attention. Determined to seek help, they returned the following day, only to find my sister’s condition had worsened significantly. Shockingly, the medical staff refused to examine her, instead providing pain relief and instructing her friend to take my sister home.
It is truly disheartening to recount these events, as the lack of proper medical care and attention ultimately led to the untimely demise of my beloved sister.

Our house is located in Ketu-ljanikin. Allow me to provide you with a vivid description. My sister, who is 18 years old, stands tall and is older than her friend. Can you imagine the sight of her friend, who is much smaller, carrying all their belongings while my sister walks ahead? It was an arduous task for her, as she had to support her friend and administer medication.
It was during this time that my sister experienced her first spasms, which her friend was unable to identify. Filled with fear, she had to seek assistance from security. Picture a young girl desperately trying to aid her older companion. If only the clinic had attended to her promptly, perhaps the spasm could have been prevented or better managed. After calming them down, they were instructed to return home.
In the midst of this chaos, my mother received a distress call and promptly sent a family friend who happened to be at Shiloh to assess the situation. It was this kind-hearted woman who settled the bill, as the medical facility insisted on payment before providing any assistance.
Subsequently, my sister had to be transferred to LASUTH. It was on a Sunday morning when I received the call. I rushed to her location, witnessing the agony she endured during the long journey, experiencing multiple spasms. It was truly heartbreaking to witness the suffering of such a sweet and deserving girl.
The number of people shedding tears over this tragedy is immeasurable. This girl held a special place in the hearts of many. LASUTH, unfortunately, informed us that they had no available beds and directed us to LUTH.
Prior to her passing, they demanded a sum of 1 million naira for ICU services. I assured them that I had already begun collecting the funds, which I even showed them as proof. People generously sent me money, pleading for her to be admitted to the ICU, especially considering the fact that she had stopped breathing twice but miraculously revived. She later died.


