Pastor Wale Adeduro

One of my doctors, Dr. Mrs. Remi Oladapo-Sanu, of Kidney Solutions, at the initial stage explained to me that, “The reason most people die early from terminal illness is because of fear, frustration and faithlessness.”

Dr Ogo Egbuna, the ubiquitous boss at Kidney Solutions also provided unusual support at all the Stages. He was never tired of picking my distress calls even when it was way beyond midnight. He truly has the knack for expert compassionate care as the logo of his clinic declares. And he was kind enough to be remotely a part of the surgical team. He is passionate about each of his patients. He kept assuring me to “be calm”.

These three factors: fear of the unknown, frustration and hopelessness, take up permanent residence in the minds of people who have been diagnosed with terminal illnesses.

You’re scared of death, scared of what would become of your family without you, scared of the fact that you’re going to miss out on various milestone you’ve been training your children to smash. You are scared that you’d never get better and you’d just waste away.          

Then you’re frustrated. It seems like nothing is working. You keep on spending millions upon millions and it’s almost like you don’t feel a change. You listen to people who claim they have herbal cures or alternative therapies. You dump lots of money on these cures because, “when there’s life, there’s hope”.

But those end up doing nothing. You just keep overworking your organs and the end to your affliction doesn’t seem near.

Then the hopelessness comes in. You’ve almost exhausted your bank accounts and sold everything sellable to finance your medical expenses. You can literally see the word “hopelessness” etched on the faces of your family members.

People will ask at that point, “How do you get to be cheerful? How do these thoughts not find a way to pull you down?”

It’s because I wholeheartedly believed in God’s promise of sustenance. He wasn’t going to leave me floundering. I couldn’t work and I surely wasn’t going to beg for money.

God made sure I didn’t have to.

Some days, I’d go for my treatments with no idea where the money for my next session will come from but I never let it show on my face or in my attitude. And miraculously, God always showed up before the next session.

During this period, I realized that you need a strong support system if you want to pull through a terminal illness. You need support from people, you also need support from God.

You need to believe greatly in the Word of God and the assurances in His Word. You need a heavy dose of faith in God and deep confidence that no matter what, God isn’t going to leave you with nothing to lean on.

Also, you need support from your people. That is, your cheerleaders, your encouragers, your prayer warriors. These are the people who God has raised up to act as pillars for you, so that even when you feel down, they can pull you up.

As much as we don’t want to hear it, one of the most important things you need while trying to get treated of a terminal illness is money. Dialysis alone took a chunk out of our finances. The search for a kidney donor took more.

While I was attending my dialysis sessions and trying to recuperate as much as I could, the fact that I needed a kidney donor and needed it fast was not lost on me.

We searched high and low for donors. Almost everyone around me wanted to donate his or her kidney for me to live long. My wife led the list of volunteers. My brother, my cousin, three of my Christian brethren, my driver, the list of volunteers was endless.

The more we tested their kidneys for suitability and matching, the more we hit the wall. In fact, we calculated after the fact that we spent almost 5 million naira during our search for a matching kidney. We spent huge amounts of money on trying to confirm their suitability and we still couldn’t get a match. When we finally confirmed the suitability of a donor whose HLA matched mine, we knew it was God’s doing.

Yes, money is important. That’s why we pray for God’s sustenance and have faith in God. We had no idea where the money was going to come from but God did it all the way!

Lots of people offered to be my donor but they were all not possible. My wife and my brother were chief of them. But after testing, they were not medically cleared to donate their kidney. We had to look for other options.

While we searched for a donor, my health was steadily deteriorating. My body couldn’t take the strain anymore. One day, I almost became paralyzed.

My limbs were swollen and I could barely walk. My driver, Mr. Banji, was very helpful during this time. He helped me get to places I, all of a sudden, couldn’t go on my own. I just needed to call him once and he was ever ready to move. He carried me physically and was never tired or overwhelmed. He did not display frustration.

His caring heart was amazing to me. This was someone I knew just a month before I was diagnosed of kidney failure.

His actions made me realize that, it’s not just about being good to people because you’re expecting reciprocity. There are some people you’ll help who never look back to say thank you. But we keep helping people because a good Christian is a good person.

Someone once said, “Curses are like chickens, they always come home to roost.” In my case, however, I’d love to change that phrase to “Good deeds are like chickens, they always come home to roost.” I have never been weary in well doing even when friends transformed into fiends.

I saw Mr. Banji as a symbol of God’s sustaining grace. As a mortal, I did not think that I deserved all the help that God sent my way. I saw God placing Mr. Banji in my life -at a time when I needed someone physically strong – as my encouragement from God.

Be good to people. Perform kind deeds. You don’t know when your deeds will “come home to roost”.


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