SAD STORY: Yesterday, I witnessed a level of neglect at Kiboga Hospital that I will never forget — a cruelty so deep it will haunt me forever. This is the bitter truth of the broken system we live in, where lives are lost not because survival is impossible, but because help was cruelly denied.
I was on my way to work with my media team, preparing to shoot a story with a woman. When we reached Kiboga, the woman asked me to stop and check on her mother-in-law, who had been involved in an accident on Monday. My team and I agreed and went ro kiboga Hospital to see her first then proceed with her to do our story.
According to the family, immediately after the accident, they called everyone they could think of — authorities, friends, even contacts in NRM but no one came to help. It was only thanks to Musumba Lubambula, a @NUP_Ug LC 3 member, that the woman was finally taken to Kiboga Hospital.
When she arrived, the only treatment she received was a drip. From our conversations with the family, it was clear that the hospital staff were already biased simply because an opposition member had come to help.
The scene was horrifying. The woman was coughing blood. She had internal bleeding. Yet there were no visible injuries. Even her broken hand had no obvious wounds. Despite the severity of her condition, no one monitored her. No one showed urgency. She was left alone in a room with her family, abandoned by the very system that is supposed to save lives.
The next day, the doctor told the family to go to Hoima Hospital claiming Kiboga had no machines, no medicine, and no capacity to help her.
On Tuesday morning, the hospital finally wrote a transfer note. Finding an ambulance was another nightmare. NRM contacts ignored calls and blocked them. When the ambulance finally arrived, it was already late. No hospital staff helped transfer her to the ambulance. We had to carry her ourselves, along with a family members.
As her condition worsened, I ran with one of the family members to plead with the doctor to attend to her. His response was horrifying. He said he wouldn’t rush, that he would “work at his own pace.” I begged him, I cried, pleading for him to help, but he coldly told us he knew the patient and if she were going to die, he was not God.
He was on a phone call, spinning in his chair, and told me to leave. he asked about my profession. I told him I was a journalist. said, “I am a doctor, I can’t run. Take your nonsense away; you are here looking for news.”
He was inside with alady holding a baby, and told me he couldn’t attend to someone who was going to die, leaving a living patient there. I came back with the lady and explained to the family exactly what the doctor had said.
He finally came to the ambulance, but it was too late. He didn’t tell the family anything. Only when I confronted him did he coldly call the woman and tell her that she had died. No apology. No explanation. The family was left alone with the body and had to take her without a postmortem report.
This woman did not die because survival was impossible. She died because the doctor refused to attend to her. She died because the system designed to save lives turned its back. She did not die because she had no chance to survive. She died because the first help she received came from a NUP member.
A woman died in front of us not because help was impossible, but because help was denied.
By Faridah Mbabazi, a journalist & human rights defender.
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