For years, I lived in a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from. My daughter, my only child, was suffering from an illness no doctor could explain. I watched helplessly as she grew weaker, her body frail, her eyes filled with sadness. Every hospital visit ended the same way, more tests, more medications, but no answers.
It all began when she was just a few months old. She would cry uncontrollably at night, as if something unseen was tormenting her.
As she grew, the symptoms worsened, fevers that came out of nowhere, sudden collapses, strange skin rashes, and a look in her eyes that terrified me. She wasn’t just sick; she was being drained of life.
Doctors couldn’t diagnose her properly. Some said it was a rare condition, others called it an allergy, but nothing worked. I spent all my savings moving from one hospital to another, seeking specialists, but it was like fighting a losing battle.
My husband’s family began whispering, suggesting that my daughter was cursed or that I had done something wrong during my pregnancy. The judgment only added to my pain.
There’s nothing more painful than watching your child suffer and not being able to help. I started to lose hope. Friends who once stood by me distanced themselves, and some even suggested I should “accept my fate.” But how could I? She was my child, my heart, my everything.
One day, at the market, I met an old woman who had heard about my daughter’s suffering. She looked at me with deep understanding and said, “Your daughter is not just sick. Someone’s bad eye is on her.”
I shivered. I had heard about the evil eye before, how jealousy, envy, and ill intentions could manifest as misfortune. But I never imagined it could be harming my child. She handed me a small piece of paper with a name written on it: Kiwanga Doctors.
Desperate, I decided to reach out. I had nothing to lose. When I spoke to Kiwanga Doctors, they listened carefully, something no one else had done before. I explained my daughter’s condition, her symptoms, and the endless suffering. After a deep spiritual reading, they told me something that sent chills down my spine.
“During your pregnancy, someone cast a jealous eye on you, wishing you misfortune. That energy never left, it found its way into your child, and it has been projecting onto her ever since.”
I felt my knees go weak. Could this be true? Looking back, I remembered a woman from my village who had struggled to conceive for years. She had congratulated me when I was pregnant, but I recalled the strange way she had looked at me, almost resentful. Could her envy have unknowingly cursed my child?
Kiwanga Doctors assured me there was a solution. They performed a powerful spiritual cleansing to remove the evil energy that had been tormenting my daughter. I was given protective charms to keep her safe and was instructed on how to maintain a spiritually cleansed environment at home.
I followed everything they told me, my heart heavy with both hope and fear. Days later, something remarkable happened. My daughter, who had been weak for years, suddenly had energy. She started playing, laughing, things I had not seen in so long. The fevers stopped, the mysterious collapses never returned, and for the first time in her life, she was able to sleep peacefully through the night.
I will never forget those dark years, but I also know that without Kiwanga Doctors, I might have lost my daughter.Today, she is thriving, going to school, and living the childhood she was once denied.
To any parent going through unexplained suffering, don’t ignore the signs. Sometimes, the root of our pain isn’t what we see with our eyes. Seek help before it’s too late. I did, and it changed everything.
To contact Kiwanga Doctors call +254116469840 or visit their website www.kiwangadoctors.co.ke.
