Chapter 49. Meningitis

Emma had been blowing hot and cold with her condition for a week, they had already tried everything from d*ugs for malaria, urinary infection, typhoid fever and even teething, women around Renzo and even the men were all hard at work to bring a solution to the illness of their little princess as they liked to call Emma in the camp. She was the youngest in El Pazo, arrived when she was just a newborn, everyone saw her grow up, she slept in everyone's tents according to her moods and called all the old grandpa or granny. She was the child of the whole camp and when their baby was sick, they were all sad.

They had even saved up to send her to a hospital in Central, but since her birth certificate had a note that she was a resident of the camp, the doctors had been reluctant to see her, saying that they couldn't. didn't have time.

That's when Jeanne understood that social marginalizations were aberrations, a visibly dying child stood before them and they still had to discrim