We lost a patient last night. I tried my hardest to keep him alive, but I was unsuccessful.
As I walked from the neonatology unit at 5:30AM, Katembo was emerging from sleep on the hospital grounds. As soon as we made eye contact, he walked toward me in his usual wide based gait.
He stretched out his arms to be picked-up and made his way to my lap. We sat silently together, watching the sunrise as people around us prepared for the day. He played with my watch and the hair on my arms and I patted his back. We sat for two hours and 40 minutes.
We both need comforting.