More than two million AIDS related deaths reported globally in 2008 - two million children under the age of 15 now live with HIV
New figures released by the World Health Organization and UNAIDS estimate the number of new HIV infections have declined each year by about 17% from 2001 to 2008, but for every five people infected, only two start treatment.
Today, December 1st, 2009 marks the 20th World AIDS Day
Education and care could help reduce the spread of AIDS in Africa. Do you think the jingles and awareness programmes are enough to educate the people on AIDS?
This is a story of a young woman. Tonia, this is what we fondly call her, danced with joy into the reception hall as the hall stood rendering a thunderous applaud to this beautiful and newly wedded couple, it was the year 2000.
Late 2000, there was another gathering, it was Tonia’s baby boy, Junior. Once more it was a day of joy as we gathered at the child’s naming ceremony; he was a handsome child, smiled as if he knew why we were gathered. He definitely would be a great man as his grandmother called him Odogwu.
One morning in 2002, they heard a voice, quite low but it was obvious that it was an adult sobbing, this was coming from Tonia’s apartment and after sometime it died down. Days past and Tonia’s husband was nowhere to be seen. It was from our ‘nose-poking’ neighbour that we learnt that Tonia’s husband was admitted into the General hospital, he was very ill. Same year, he passed-on and the news from our ‘nose-poking’ neighbour was that the government discovered he was infected by the virus and was detained at the hospital to avoid the spread of the virus. Our ‘nose-poking’ neighbour also ‘said that’ Tonia avoided to hospital, scared of being diagnose of the same ailment.
Early 2003, Tonia was back to her widowed mother’s house, just two streets away from where she used to stay with her only son Junior. Junior, born in late 2000, was a cute piece to admire like every child of that age, the only problem was that he looked rather malnourished, but I see him with an older child about everyday crossing the street to purchase his lunch at ‘iya ibadan’s’ food shed.
According to some others who Tonia confided on the situation behind her husband’s death, they advised Tonia to go for a test to be sure that she wasn’t infected, but Tonia ignored probably scared of the result.
2004-2005, Tonia had gained a lot of flesh and looked well, she was fully recovered from the effect of her husband’s sudden illness and death, and she decided to move on. Within this year, she met men, who could not resist her looks and humour, she dated some, went out a lot and you could hear the walls echo as she said her morning and evening prayers; really I enjoyed her songs, it reminded me of the Swahili people that I hear on TV.
Neighbours trooped in and out of her apartment, Junior, the ‘great man’ had just passed-on this morning, it was early 2006. Again the advice came to Tonia, “I think Junior died of the disease, go for a test” “isn’t it obvious that I don’t have it” Tonia responded.
2009, Tonia our once robust and humorous lady has lost a whole lot of weight, she has a lot of terribly looking blisters on her skin, she doesn’t come out anymore. But I caught a glance of her.
“good evening” I greeted, she came out to pick an item and was about to rush back inside as I noticed but the greeting brought her back and you could see it lifted up her spirit as she answered “good evening”
This is where the story begins. To be continued.
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