As the online community continues to grapple with the ongoing controversy surrounding Aunty Esther’s cancer treatment decisions, a deeply emotional open letter has surfaced — one aimed at urging her to choose life and listen to her doctors.
Addressed directly to Esther Omolola (@MensahOmolola), the letter recounts the painful story of another woman whose fate was sealed not by lack of money, but by refusing crucial medical procedures due to religious convictions.
Below is the powerful message now circulating widely:
A Heartfelt Appeal to Aunty Esther
Dear Aunty Esther (@MensahOmolola),
How are you doing today? May God strengthen you and surround you with His healing mercy. Amen.
The woman in the photo you’re seeing battled a condition very similar to yours. The only difference was her journey to becoming a Jehovah’s Witness — she was born Muslim, but her marriage introduced her to the faith.
When her breast cancer was first discovered in 2021, she was taken not to a hospital, but to church. Doctors diagnosed cancer, but her pastor insisted it was a spiritual attack. The recommended treatment? Prayer sessions and herbal mixtures.
She lived within the church premises for months. As her condition worsened and her body began to smell, she was moved to Sobi Hill in Ilorin for “higher” prayers. It was the prayers warriors on the hill who eventually complained about her odor.
From there, her first daughter — from her earlier marriage — insisted that her mother be taken to a hospital, not another prayer house. They arrived at UITH with just ₦100,000, money the daughter scraped together herself.
I happened to be at the hospital that day while assisting another patient. I heard loud crying and followed the sound. It was the daughter, begging her mother to accept the blood. I listened to their story from the beginning.
The doctor told us bluntly:
“If she doesn’t accept blood, she will be spending ₦280,000 every week on treatment.”
That same day, I paid ₦300,000 from my pocket. I took pictures with her and returned the next day for documentation. I shared her story everywhere — friends, social media, politicians — and donations poured in. Every Wednesday, we paid the ₦280,000.
But by the fourth week, everything changed.
A doctor quietly pulled me aside and advised against paying for that week. He explained that she was no longer responding to treatment and would soon pass away. He begged me not to tell her daughter.
I stepped aside and wept. Then I cleaned my face, returned to her bed with a smile, and gave her ₦200,000 just to keep her comfortable. I promised to come back.
The next morning, her daughter called — crying.
Her mother had passed away in the night.
A Loving Plea to Esther
Dear Aunty Esther, you are one of the most loved personalities on this platform. Your positivity, your joy, your hard work — these are the reasons people rushed in thousands to support you. Your fundraiser was one of the fastest and most successful we have ever seen.
That alone shows how much you mean to people.
Please, don’t let those who love you, pray for you, and contributed toward your healing ever regret their support.
With all sincerity —
follow every instruction your doctors and medical team give you.
We love you.
We value you.
And we don’t want to lose you.
Written by Mufti of Ilorin
Share your thoughts below. Should emotional appeals like this influence a patient’s medical decisions, or should everyone respect individual beliefs no matter the risk?
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