It was in the year 2012. Two days after completing my Secondary education, I was accompanied by my elder sister to see a physician. I had suffered from unknown chronic disease that gave doctors rights to approximate the most probable diseases so as to give me hope of seeing another day. I had suffered for over 6months going in and out of hospitals to consulting different specialist doctors in their clinic. All this time my goal was one, to live another day until am done with my KCSE. Every day, every week, every month that I woke up I thanked God and prayed to live one more. I fought hard, I struggled a lot, from losing breath, failure to go for long calls, collapsing and so much.
Eventually through God's Mercy I was able to complete my studies against all pleas to abort the mission and wait for another year to give the doctors humble time to find cure for me. My dreams gave me energy to avoid getting admitted to any hospital even when it was deemed necessary. Thanks to my good friends back then who always ensured I got to the exam room and to those that ensured to their level best to answer as many questions as possible in the moments that I passed out during the exam time. I made it through but two days after exams I met a doctor who almost sent me to my creator without even seeing my results.