Dear Master Olutayo Tayo-Orisadare II,

I write today with such deep emotions of pain and gratitude.

Just like yesterday, I remember your very many struggles with life and death. I remember how the very normal things of life became such uphill struggles for you. I remember the pains you endured as a kid and even today. Through it all, you still manage the most beautiful smiles. I remember your very many trips to the hospital. Your name became known to every nurse as a live in patient in St. Nicholas.

Do you know that Sisi had to quite her good job to care for you since then?

How can I forget the moments you lost the use of every other part but your eyes. You spoke to me in languages unknown and unheard, yet very distinct. The brightness that flashes through your eyes as I walk into your ward during one of my many trips from Abuja. Aha! I remember your unmistakable “dance steps” when PSquare’s Ifunnanya comes rolling on your ward’s TV albeit with those eyes. I remember how much you loath the “rude” interruption of your inner peace by the constantly needle poking and white cladding nurses who endlessly experiment with your fragile anatomy.

I remember those two harrowing long hours of waiting as you underwent your very first surgery. Not even the reassuring words of Dr. Olaopa would soothe the unnerving that comes with it. I remember how you clutched to life and the sheer courage you exhibited. We watched every movement of your bowel just to be sure oxygen goes in and C02 comes out. Boy! What a fighter you are?!


Your life made us learn things unknown. I never heard of congenital anomalies until we met you. Sisi became the best nurse ever. She would even school the nurses and doctors on posterior urethral valve and hydronephrosis. Barium swallow became an every other day procedure. She knew every ward of LASUTH. Sisi died many times to make sure you live. But for God and her….!

I remember how I scampered back to Okitipupa from yonder lands because of the unthinkable. Neither food nor water would pass through your system for days as thrush and the unknown wrack through your fragile build. Breathing became pain than life. At some point, you breathed your last; then the giver thought otherwise. You lived again!

I wish grandpa was here to see that his hard work and dedication has paid off. Dad, we did and are still doing our best. Your grandson is here and happy.

Tayo,  it’s been 10 years with you, I cannot imagine those years without you. Son, you have Mimi to thank too. Through it all, she allowed you take the shine and gave her tiny support all the way. That’s the stuff good sisters are made of. Sure you can attest to her support even today *wink wink*.

Alas! Our medical system only had “hazy” view of how special you are. We sought the best we could afford. Do you remember how you jumped from the couch to the glass table at Uncle Wale’s apartment in Abuja? You made Sisi find his way to the National Hospital in yet another scary close shave even when Primus Hospital was the destination.The paramilitary person in Uncle Wale almost gave way. Thanks to Aunty Faith and husband including Mrs. Adeniyi.  Who knows…?! Boy, you were restless too…phew!

Dr. Lakshmanan was your medic in then far away Detroit Medical Centre. Your peculiar nature was so special that only a handful medics the world over are specialists in “your” area. He knew Dr. Olaopa at the first mention. Laughable though, I grew to like the patient charter in DMC (go check it out). Such is the strength of your special nature. Barium swallow, scans, xray, CT scan, endoscopy, catetherisation and the cycle begins again. At least this time, things became painfully clear. I remember breaking down like a toddler in Canton, MI at the sudden realisation of who you are and what is to come. TY! I was a mess for days. Sisi’s strength became the difference between life and living for you. Egbon Debo Adewunmi, if only you knew your “hand” meant the world. I can’t thank enough the dedication of Pastor Abraham Adeniji and our host family – The Abraham Orisadares.

…then the blues continued. If he would ever eat, only $60,000 is required…lol. Then money ran out. Then God steps in. The windy city beckoned. The Osigbemes were phenomenon. We had a home and the needed warmth. I remember it was the thanksgiving of that year. Brother Ade would wake up and drive you and Sisi to the train station religiously for over 1 year. Mummy P’s professional support was great too. John Stroger Hospital (Cook County) became a second home. We learned even more new things. Aha! Nissen fondoplation became a new lingo. That’s after several other procedures both major and minor. Although I was miles away, I died and rose with you. I felt every of your pain and struggles. Your 7 days without water and food killed me. Your faintly voice sliced through my heart like hot knife on butter. I cried me a lagoon but work I must to pay the bills. Imagine what Sisi and Mimi would have felt? UNIMAGINABLE!

Like a veteran of many wars, you rode the waves and came out relatively unscathed notwithstanding the scars. Only a few adults have endured what you have. Maybe, even fewer others will endure what you do. Yet a fewer percentage of the few would understand what is to come.

It’s amazing you tasted solid food for the first time 7 solid years after your birth. You possibly do not know how much you pierce my heart with pain and joy each time you tell me, “I didn’t know this is how fries tasted”. You charged me to bring you gala and coconut because you saw people eat it back home and you’ll love to know what it tastes like. Even now that you’re still learning the different tastes and how to eat, you never cease to amaze me with how you’ve accepted who you are.

More amazing is how Sisi managed to feed and keep you relatively nourished for the several years prior. How she wakes up very early blending noodles, pasting beans, making soups, seaving cereals just to ensure a little something goes through your rather narrow and strictured oesophagus. Even the doctors in DMC couldn’t help asking her of how she managed to keep you alive so long. Such is the tenacity of the woman you’re privileged to call mother. Isn’t it amazing how we take for granted the supposed “normal” things of life?

Alas! I see in you my gallant soldier and tireless fighter. The depth you go when expressing yourself in those few words never cease to amaze me. Looking back to those harrowing years, having you is still our utmost pleasure. You made Mimi grow to maturity really fast. You ensured there’s love aplenty as there was no other way to survive without it. You gave a different meaning to life and living. Your 10 years has been a journey. I wish you several multiple of 10s in crystal health and total wellness.

In all, you deserve the special love and care you have. Not many people come special but also, special people don’t come many. We are honoured to have you and pray God that you fulfill your destiny. Trusting God, through you there will spring forth Olutayo Orisadare III.

…but before then, I look forward to the day when you would be cladded in your uniform (I prefer the blue ones please *whispering*), armed with a stethoscope, backed by your experience and powered by knowledge looking after kids especially the special ones like you. That’s always been your promise to me. God helping us, I’ll keep my part; please do yours.

Lots of love,

Olutayo Orisadare I


14 thoughts on “LETTER TO MY SON AT 10

  1. Wow! An exquisite writer you are Tayo. And God… You are a very strong man. Kudos to Tayo II. Why am I not surprised. Like father like son. Well done to Sisi. She is a rare gem. God bless her for her strength and solid support. I’m really touched.
    God is a faithful God indeed. His faithfulness has been your testimony. There is a purpose for this handsome warrior. The same God who has kept him this far will bring it to reality. He is a testimony. And he will fulfill his destiny by God’s special grace. I’m really proud of this family. God keep fortifying you IJN.

  2. Odole Temitope

    I can’t help d tears rolling down my cheeks reading through the ordeals encountered by an innocent child. It sent an uncontrollable pain down my spine. Facing such uncommon situation at such a tender age and coming out like a brave soldier takes God in control. Good, having unrelenting parents with strong faith, determination and perseverance is indeed a plus to you dear son. The aspiration of ur dad coming into reality is my utmost prayer, seeing d stethoscope round ur neck, caring for d sick. This dream will never be cut short I pray. My boy at 10,bounce up, brace up, enjoy and fulfil ur destiny even in good health and assuredly long life. Kudos to Mr and Mrs Tayo-Orisadare

  3. Banke

    Awww!!! Nice one daddy! I’m so happy to see what God has done and is doing in your life Tayo Jnr and he’ll do even more in Jesus name. God bless you and keep you. You will see many more years in sound health, love, joy,peace and every good thing life has to offer in Jesus name! God bless Mummy and renew her strength in Jesus name, God bless Mimi. Happy birthday blessed one.

  4. EKI fine woman

    Ah! Boy you have a destiny to fulfill on planet earth. We love you, but God loves you more. HBD son. In such tayo you just wrote a script for a movie. God bless sisi and mimi for us.

  5. akinnuoye 'wole

    @ Tayo,sisi,mimi n tayo II,This is really a rare n uncommon intervention called miracle in your family;I prayed u shall always remember the 10th birthday for good ijn,,the day has signifies a good n healthy begininig in your lives.I am short of words but glad to read your inspiring write up.
    May the lord be with u all n happy birthday not to T II alone but to u all.
    My warmth regards pls

  6. Ibk

    I couldn’t control the tears, it’s an emotional piece yet giving hope to others. The good Lord that has brought him this far will preserve him and make him a shiny star that he is IJN.

  7. ifeoma

    Just can’t help d tears rolling down my cheeks, wow!!! So Emotional. One thing I know is that the purpose by which God used u and sisi to bring tayo 2 to dis world will surely come to pass, his destiny must be fulfilled nothin will stop him.he is an overcomer, God will sure ly grant him good health of mind and body all d dayz of his life Amen!!! Sisi u are actually a true definition of a virtous woman may u live to see ur children’s children Amen!!! May d Almighty continue to strengthen u Amen!!!! WELDONE Sisi. Mimi God will continue to perfect all dat concerns u Amen!!! U are indeed a good sister God bless u Amen!! Uncle Tayo am just so Amazed by all dis,I can say to u is WELDONE and my prayer for u and sisi is dat God will continue to bless,keep u both so dat at d end u guyz will Enjoy d fruit of ur labour AMEN!!! Hapy 10th bday Tayo 2 shine on son d lord is with u.

  8. Olutayo Tayo-Orisadare II is truly a courageous boy with a strong fighting spirit and the favour of the Lord is upon his life. He will continue to shine on and yes!, live his dream. He is blessed with an amazing and caring family. Weldone Sisi, Mimi and everyone who has been a part of Olutayo journey. You are his angels. I am deeply touched and humbled.

  9. Henrietta

    This brought tears to my eyes. Happy birthday little fighter. May God continue to keep you in good health all the days of your life. To Sisi, Mimi and the rest of the family, may the good Lord continue to bless you.

  10. I just want to thank you all for the outpouring of emotions and well wishes on TY’s 10th. A lot of times, we quietly thought the day may never come. Somehow, we soldier on. Thank you I wish you love and good health.

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