Life-Saving Medicine Combats Malaria in the Congo

December 1, 2016 • Democratic Republic of the Congo
Nyankunde Hospital

A young mother receives help from Samaritan's Purse to treat her twins' malaria

Abigael Aroleko is a 20-year-old mother of three. She attends Samaritan’s Purse trainings in her village in the Democratic Republic of the Congo.

My husband and I are blessed with three children. Our oldest girl is 3, and our twin sons are 8 months old. My husband is absent from our home because he is trying to earn a living in the mines. It’s been almost two years since he left. He’s rarely able to visit us.

Recently, my twins had a strong fever. Yosia couldn’t eat anything. I tried to give him water, but he vomited a great deal. Before they got sick, Samaritan’s Purse had announced on the radio that they were having meetings in my village. I didn’t want to miss the opportunity to learn from them, so I began attending regularly.


Abigael with her two sons at the hospital

Because I was attending the Samaritan’s Purse meetings before the twins got sick, I learned that live-saving malaria treatment was being offered free of charge. Samaritan’s Purse staff members discouraged me from relying on witch doctors, so instead of spending the money I had reserved for food on visiting them, I went to the hospital. My 1-year-old niece had recently died, and I didn’t want that to happen to my sons. They were admitted to the hospital for five days.

My children benefited from the gift of medicine from God. I thank Samaritan’s Purse for the free medication offered at the hospital. It would have been catastrophic if we hadn’t had support at this particular time, especially when my husband is not home. We have benefited from prayers, the Gospel that was shared, and the medicine to treat our children. I’m satisfied with the service we received. My children are healed.

I’ve continued attending the meetings that Samaritan’s Purse hosts and have learned about caring for my children, how to space births, and what to do if a child becomes ill. I wish my husband could have attended as well. He never completed primary school. When he returns, I will share everything I have learned with him.