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Chapter Thirty Eight.

Chapter Thirty Eight.

"There's no challenge more challenging than the challenge to improve yourself" X Kushandwizdom.

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He was angry. Understandably so too. I would be angry too especially after finding out that these unsettling events happened twice and both made my skin crawl. When I tried to downplay the whole situation, he had none of it. He didn't like me defending 'his shithead of a brother' and said I should never do that again.

Ever in my life.

I shouldn't be defending people who make me uncomfortable and say things that they shouldn't be saying to me. Even the touching part. He hated that the most. His exact words were, "How dare he? And how dare you say his touches weren't inappropriate! Him even thinking of touching you as my wife is inappropriate and downright disrespectful! He should know his place cause ngathi akang'boni. (It looks like he doesn't see me)"

He then left the room and I didn't follow him. I told him what I wanted to tell him and I wanted to give him the time and space to process it all.

I only drank the hot chocolate with the toast after the fact. Even with everything going on I still wanted to eat for the sake of my baby.

In the car, there wasn't much said. I would steal glances of him every now and then, hoping to see some changes to his mood but there wasn't any. I scoot closer to him before laying my head on his shoulder. He heaves out a sigh before finding my hand and puts it on his lap, rubbing on my knuckles with his thumb...but still said nothing. I won't lie, it hurt not having him talk to me.

The dramatic motorcade finally gets us to the hospital and we find good parking. The car is soon surrounded by the mannequins. I hated this. Now everyone will definitely be looking and questioning our visit. I also hated how this Doctor couldn't come to us instead, but now was not the time to be complaining about futile things. We're here now.

Dr Magwaza. My appointed OB-GYN who was the one responsible for putting me on the Patch a few months ago. She was so welcoming and that kind of decreased my nerves a little before we were allowed to sit down. She greeted and welcomed us along with a nurse who was in here, before getting to find out our reason for coming.

"Wow, okay well those tests are usually 99.9% correct and usually don't require us to conduct one right here. I will however do a dating ultrasound where we can confirm things like your baby or babies gestational age or LMP. That way we can determine around when you'll give birth and all those goodies." She smiles.

"L...LMP?"
"Oh sorry LMP is your Last Menstrual period. Nurse Gigi over here will explain that and more to you," she says before excusing herself and leaving us with the nurse who immediately gets down to business.

She learns more about my medical history including any past surgeries, prior pregnancies, miscarriages and my own mental health. She informed me that it is vital that these questions are answered honestly and as accurate as possible to avoid unexpected things that may come up during my pregnancy. She asked if I was taking any current medication or have taken medication prior to me finding out I was pregnant.

Then the family history comes into talk. Both Bangi and I's history was discussed as best as we could. I wasn't really sure if my parents had any genetic defects or any of these things and I wondered if that would really be a problem in the long run. These things were becoming hectic and I haven't even gotten to the point of voicing out my own worries as such.