Being buried alive with my newborn baby during the Turkey earthquake
Since a catastrophic earthquake that killed hundreds in Turkey and Syria a week ago, However, there have also been reports of “miracles” in the midst of the gloom. One of them is this.
On January 27, Necla Camuz gave birth to her second son, whom she called Yagiz, which is Arabic for “brave one.”
Ten days later, at 04:17 local time, Necla was up feeding her son at their house in the Hatay province of southern Turkey. They were buried behind piles of debris shortly after that.
In the town of Samandag, Necla and her family resided on the second level of a contemporary five-story structure. She claims that it was a “beautiful building” and that she had felt secure there.
She was unaware that morning that the region would be completely decimated by the earthquake, with numerous structures suffering damage or being completely destroyed.
I wanted to get to my husband, who was in the other room, when the earthquake occurred, and he wanted to do the same thing, she says.
But when he attempted to approach me with our second son, the wardrobe collapsed on top of them, making movement impossible.
“The building was shifting as the earthquake intensified, causing the wall to collapse, the room to tremble, and the wall to fall. I didn’t realize I had descended one story until it stopped. I yelled their names, but nobody responded.”
The 33-year-old woman was found lying down with her infant still in her arms and on her chest. Their lives were spared when a wardrobe that had fallen next to her stopped a massive concrete slab from crushing them.
Almost four days would pass as the two remained in this position.
Necla had to rely on her other senses as she lay in her pajamas beneath the rubble because she could only see in “pitch black.”
She was relieved to instantly notice that Yagiz was still breathing.
She said that she initially had trouble breathing due to the dust, but that it quickly improved. She felt cozy in the debris.
She had the impression that there were toys for kids underneath her, but she was unable to move to investigate or adjust herself.
She could feel nothing but concrete and garbage save from the closet, the delicate skin of her newborn boy, and the clothing they were wearing.
She heard voices in the distance. She made an attempt to yell for assistance and hit the closet.
“Is anyone present? Am I audible to anyone? “she phoned.
When that failed, she attempted to make a bigger noise by banging against the wardrobe using the small pieces of debris that had fallen close to her. She feared that if she fell, the surface above her may crumble.
However, nobody responded.
Necla understood there was a chance no one would show up.
I was frightened, she admits.
Necla lost all concept of time in the shadows underneath the debris.
Life wasn’t supposed to be like this.
When you have a new baby, “you plan loads of things, and then… all of a sudden you’re beneath debris,” she explains.
She was able to breastfeed Yagiz in the little area despite knowing she had to take care of him.
She couldn’t go to a source of food or water for herself. She made an unsuccessful attempt to sip her own breast milk out of desperation.
Necla could hear voices and footsteps as well as sense the rumble of drills overhead, but the distant noises seemed muted.
She made the decision to conserve her energy and be quiet until the sounds from outside got louder.
the debris Necla was buried beneath
the debris Necla was buried beneath
She was continuously thinking about her family, including the infant on her chest and her husband and son who were lost in the rubble.
She was also concerned about how her other family members had fared throughout the earthquake.
Although Necla had little possibility of escaping the wreckage, the presence of Yagiz offered her cause for optimism.
He spent most of the time sleeping, and when he woke up wailing, she would feed him in silence until he stopped crying.
Necla first heard dog barking more than 90 hours underground. If she was dreaming, she questioned.
The voices could be heard after the barks.
“What’s up? once to indicate “yes,” “One made a call into the debris. What kind of apartment do you have?
She was discovered.
She was holding Yagiz as rescuers cautiously dug through the earth to find her.
A torchlight that was streaming into her eyes cut through the night.
Necla was unsure of the answer when the rescue squad from the Istanbul Municipality Fire Department inquired about Yagiz’s age. He was just 10 days old when the earthquake occurred, as far as she was aware.