Hmmm........Ifeanyi Calistus took to Facebook to write how he and his wife were shot by armed robbers a month after their wedding in 2014.
He was shot at the hip within close range while his wife was shot in the leg which led to her miscarriage. His post below: abeg
"On the midnight
of 29th August, I received a strange but curious message. The message
read "You are sleeping while your life and business is on redline. Very
soon, we shall know if it's the police or Army will save you". His name
appeared on truecaller as scorpion2. I didn't know this person.
But the man continued to call me. He said i was joking with
fire because i had refused to contact him after reading his message. He
threatened that soon I will be kidnapped and neither the police nor
Army could save me. I asked him to explain the meaning of all that
rubbish. I wanted him to tell me exactly what he wanted me to do but he
refused to talk.
I contacted Barr Emeka Ugwuonye, the founder of Due
Process's Advocates. He has been giving scammers bloody nose of late.
He advised me to calm down and allow the man to send in more messages.
He promised to track him down. But the man continued to harass me every
morning and night.
I told the man that he was threatening and harassing a dead
man. He asked me... ' who is a dead man?' I told him I was a dead man
but through the grace of God, I overcame. He became sober and more
interested on why I said so. I told him that even though I had stopped
sharing the experience. I don't usually feel good going through that
horrible memory lane but because he tried to scare me, I will tell him
the story to prove to him that nothing scares me again.
On the midnight
of 15th of may 2014 about one year after my wedding, armed robbers
invaded my residence and opened fire on me and my wife. Bullets poured
everywhere like rain drops. They were four in number, all armed with
AK47/automatic riffle. I was shot at the hip within a close range. My
wife was shot at the leg through a closed door.
We were taken to Emmanuel clinic and they couldn't handle
our case and from there we were transfered to Rehoboth Orthopaedic
Hospital here in Portharcourt. God did wonders through the hand of the
professor in charge of the hospital.
I never knew life to be such a fragile reality. Men should
be humble and seek the face of God always because we live only by the
grace of God and there is nothing in this side of existence.
On the 17th of may 2014, i came face to face with death.
Same day, my wife had a terrible miscarriage. I had insisted to be taken
to the toilet to ease myself. I couldn't imagine myself doing it on the
hospital bed inside the stainless plate the nurses provided. People
were begging me to just relax and accept the reality of what happened to
me. The whole scene appeared to me like a dream.
Two persons guided me, one by my right and the other by my
left. Gradually, they walked me through the toilet door. Suddenly, i had
an upsurge in my system. My face turned pale. my legs became weak. I
complained that i do not know what was happening to me. They assisted me
as i sat on the bathtub. Immediately i had a total blackout. I
transited from this world of reality to the other side of existence. I
could neither see nor hear the people around me.
I found myself roaming in a garden full of shrubs and flowers. I was wondering what i was doing there all alone. while i was there, i started hearing shrill voices from a distant place. Gradually the voices kept drawing nearer and finally, they became real. I was hearing things like....''call the Doctor'', ''pour water on his head'', ''lets carry him back to the bed'' etc. I was also hearing prayers like ''God you never disappointed me'', ''God manifest yourself in this place'' etc. I also felt serious beating on my chest. Infact it was this beating that helped brought me back to consciousness.
I found myself roaming in a garden full of shrubs and flowers. I was wondering what i was doing there all alone. while i was there, i started hearing shrill voices from a distant place. Gradually the voices kept drawing nearer and finally, they became real. I was hearing things like....''call the Doctor'', ''pour water on his head'', ''lets carry him back to the bed'' etc. I was also hearing prayers like ''God you never disappointed me'', ''God manifest yourself in this place'' etc. I also felt serious beating on my chest. Infact it was this beating that helped brought me back to consciousness.
When i opened my eyes, i was surprised to see that people
were running helter- skelter.The Doctor was already on hand with his
stetoscope hung round his neck. My brother was already in a serious
praying mood while he held me very close to himself. Finally,they took
me back to my bed where the Doctor examined me thoroughly and placed me
on life support where I was breathing through the aid of oxygen
bottle. Few hours later, I was revived.
I was thinking about what happened and suddenly a negative
imagination flashed through my mind. I thought to myself that had i
died,the best epitaph befitting my Obituary announcement would have
read..................
GONE SO SOON
GONE SO SOON
The man was terribly shaken by my story. I told him that I
still move around today with bullet buried inside my hip because the
doctor couldn't remove it. When I had my first surgery, a metal plate
was inserted into my system to link the femur damaged by bullets to the
sucket. After one year, I had another excruciating surgery to remove
the metal plate.
It was truly a long walk to full recovery. It took us three
years to be back on our feet. Lot of money were spent. We passed
through horrible pains, material wealth and other resources were
expended. To God be the glory. We survived. Recently, my wife gave birth
to a bouncing baby girl. Today our joy is complete.
The man who was threatening me a while ago, was so sorry
for every inconvenience and thanked God for saving my life and that of
my wife. I told him that we are having Thanksgiving service and Child
dedication next Sunday, 10th of September 2017
in Portharcourt. I invited him but he declined and continued to
apologize for harassing me. We are friends now. I sent him some of the
pictures we took in the hospital and shells of the bullets picked after
the attack.
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