In the wise words once uttered, sadness dissipates on the wings of time.
She is known as Janet.
She recounts facing a grave dilemma concerning the child she bore, branded as a “wolf” due to her body size.
The saga commenced about three years ago when she conceived.
Expecting a joyous arrival, everyone eagerly awaited the baby’s arrival.
She diligently cared for herself for nine months until the day of delivery.
Upon delivery, the doctors, gripped with fear, invoked the name of Jesus, believing she birthed a wolf, an unprecedented sight.
Perplexed by their invocation, Janet inquired, only to be confronted with the astonishing sight of her newborn.
Transferred to a larger hospital, besides the body anomaly, the child’s genitalia posed ambiguity, shrouded and difficult to discern its sex.
Seeking aid at the new hospital proved futile, the doctors more interested in capturing photographs than offering assistance.
Janet, bewildered, learned her child bore a rare Werewolf syndrome, a condition documented in fewer than 50 cases globally.
Financially constrained, she reluctantly took her child home, deprived of medical recourse.
Her husband’s revulsion compounded her distress as he accused her of mating with a wolf and demanded she rid herself of the “creature.”
With nowhere to turn, she sought solace in her mother, hoping for refuge in her familial embrace.
However, upon revealing her plight, her mother, too, cast her away, rejecting both Janet and her child.
Shocked and betrayed, Janet found herself abandoned by her own family, even her brothers disowned her in light of her child’s condition.
In retelling her ordeal, Janet’s narrative echoes the agony of societal rejection, where compassion gives way to prejudice and love yields to ignorance.