Susan N. Kamengere Facebook Post Yesterday at 6:30 That Was Deleted.And Later She Was No More.
It’s normal to express grief at any stage of life, and in pain and it helps get a relief and my few others that care for me effortlessly and in love . Also those going through grief understand it’s different for each of us. Now a group of nurses have invaded my bedroom, and forced an injection on me, both gluts muscles……saying they were sent by my doctor. As I write, they have gone with me after the injections..,they ignored my questions as patient, survivor of bipolar disorder…the way detectives whisks a person to their own destination of choice . Here the the so called ” to see a doctor, and she waiting for me”. All private rights have been ignored, I had no right to even go to the toilet to pee and change my fully wet pad as am on my menses and I have no right to at all to even call anyone or sign a document. I have children, where did the mother go? Why? Because i wrote about my mothers loss agony and pain of my loss? I had two clients today what do i tell them? I have an interview on Wednesday with an international company, how do i miss that opportunity if am being admitted by FORCE in so called fascinated all wordy soft Rehab space. If I say no to anything,the two powerful men take me down, they just me. I have cried my all. They have messed my week because looks like there is game on play. They say someone called Alois ( he told I should never call him a husband his name is Alois) said to the day guard, that there are some doctors coming he authorised the gates to get opened.. He lets them in The team of 2male and 2female came straight into my bedroom. No knocking the door or ring the bell. When they came, i was innocent and my nanny Mutheu too. I thought they are Kenya Power people. Or something to do with my children and I asked if my kids are fine The game changed. Why do this to me? Why be dropped down by two men(Joshua and Francis?) and got injected both sides by Maureen and Mary with even with no consent? Then tell me sorry as I cried. Do you know how many years I have fought the ailments and overcoming grief. This is very traumatising. I see people at some free will and I know people have freedom to express themselves even on the so called social media and communicate. I have all rights before being injected medications. I needed to consent and if not me my next of kin should. The 5 rights of medication to a patient, were all ignored and hijacked. When I miss my mother, and I voice on this social media space, what do a group of to the so nurses, come, pin me down and inject me. Every patient has a right. This is wrong!! Calling for Justice for the sick to be allowed space to express themselves. Why social media content creators live talking their life to the public and are never sent doctors. They cry, they talk about their loss years and years on and why am I subjected to pain on pain? THIS IS WRONG!! Even after this, it will write about my mother. I have a right to grief. This is so unfortunate incidence. Spread this for me. Share till it’s viral!! I had a peaceful night. Was with a great morning then see my life!! I say NO to INJUSTICES to those who get oppressed due two misinformed humans. Where did you assess me you Dr.. Onyancha and Alois to consent for my injections and admission ???. Dear. Dr. Onyancha. You and Alois agreed to everything. From today you cease to be my psychiatrist doctor. We can’t play a patient between banking business by you both. . Who signed me in?
I did a show on Inooro TV, Uria Dagitarī with Dr. Frank Njenga the owner and founder of Chiromo Hospital Group, last year but one regarding overcoming and mental illness. And he was so proud to my progress as a patient Wambui Wa Muturi come.
FINAL DESTINATION this destination. BY FORCE. I managed to take a quick photo. All seats were occupied and all doors on child lock for me. So my day is gone, all my phones put on hold by the nurses. Two more injections done.
Thanks my sis Priscilla Wanjiru Muchoki you came in and informed my relatives. And because my hope and light in this darkness befall me.
This update is of 18:46 hrs. My children home after school found the mother gone with a white car. The beauty the gate the guard took all details.
I am under FORCED ADMISSION.
Well done to our guard Ben. All details well taken. The devil is a liar. I shall overcome these.