‘Wrong Drug Prescription On My Husband Made Me Widow’

66-years-old widow, Mrs Catherine Bitrus said her husband, Mr. Bitrus Yayock Duniya died 30 years ago due to wrong prescription of drugs by a Kaduna-based hospital.

Speaking to newsmen yesterday at the 30th remembrance church service in honour of her husband, Mrs Bitrus said her husband died due to complications from wrong dosage of drugs, prescribed for him by a nurse in the government owned hospital in Kaduna.

According to her, the family has however taken solace in God and that she chose to remain unmarried for these years, stressing that she always tell those who came for her hand in marriage that, “I am married to Jesus”.

She said,  “My husband fell sick, and  I took him to a hospital and that was the first time he went to a  hospital in Kaduna (Hospital name withheld) for treatment. The prescription of drugs they gave him, the Nurse that gave him the drugs gave him wrong prescription, instead of taking quarter of a tablet,  she asked him to take two tablets, and that day I had already traveled to the village to bury my cousin who died while delivering a baby at birth.’’

“By the time I came back to Kaduna my husband was completely down already.  I had to rush him to the hospital and the doctor now said it was a wrong prescription and said it was supposed to be a quarter tablet, not one, not two tablets. So they advised that we should go to another hospital and before we could reach another hospital he has gone into coma. But after a day he came out of the coma.

“The second day he spent in the hospital he went back to coma. We were in that hospital for four days. His friend and brother, the then Senator Isaiah Balat visited him in the hospital, Balat is now late also. Balat  advised that we move my husband from that hospital to a medical consultant in Ahmadu Bello University Teaching Hospital (ABUTH), in Zaria. I took my husband there. He was still in coma at ABUTH for two weeks. That was how it all happened and we lost him.

“I can’t quantify how much I missed my husband; I missed him and I really missed him. Let’s assume we are fighting every day in the house if he were to be alive, it is better than to be dead. Now I wake up every day without finding him, nobody to fight with. He was quiet a loving man, gentle man to the core, he was not the talking type, l am the one doing the talking”.

She commended her mother whom she said  aside sending her to school also stood by her and gave her all the needed encouragement to remain  in Kaduna when she wanted to relocate back to the village after her husbands death.