Being His(Updates Every Friday)

11

This chapter is for everyone who enjoyed the last chapter. Thank you for putting a huge smile on my face ☺️.

Please don't forget to comment on this chapter, I assure there's lots to read. 🥺

"Would you like some water ma'am?" Nadia asked her patient who just had a ceaseran section and had finally woken up after a day. The previous day, CMD and his team had been called for a woman with a bad case of preeclampsia and pregnancy diabetes. 

"Yes please, thank you." Nadia helped her lean up and take a few sips of the cool water. She had passed the mandatory post surgery protocol and could now eat liquid food. 

"Thank you for helping me yesterday, and this morning as well." Nadia smiled and smoothed the woman's covers over. She helped her get more comfortable and while they adjusted the bed, her husband, a beaming man came in. 

"The baby is so beautiful Jaan, she looks just like you." He pulled on the pink balloons he was holding and walked closer to his wife. Nadia watched them for a while, happiness in her chest before excusing herself. It was one of the reasons she did what she did, the love that patients shared with their families while recovering, it gave her the kick to keep going. 

As she shut the door behind her, she bumped into Folake who was shutting the door of another room on the VIP floor. She smiled happily at the woman she now considered her friend. 

"Our shift is over, thank God. All I want to do now is sleep for at least twelve hours unhindered, but I have an outreach I promised I would go." Nadia stopped walking and faced Folake who was the very picture of tiredness, with droopy eyelids and smudged eyeliner. Nadia herself was not any better as they'd done a surgery, then post operative care fell on them as well leaving them listlessly tired. 

"In Niger state?" She asked with her heart beating in excitement, she would scream in happiness if Folake was going to the same outreach. 

"The Mercy Medicaid?" Folake asked, just as cautiously excited as Nadia, then when Nadia nodded, they held each other and jumped in excitement on the hallway. 

They jointly looked around for anyone looking at them like they were crazy. They walked briskly to their small office and while they packed their things, they planned to meet up on an expressway way off the nation's capital. 

Once the elevator brought them to the lobby, they went to the main reception cubicle to clock out for the day and signify that their reports had been written and submitted. Just as Folake opened the door, Nadia groaned, a low sound that made Folake turn and shut the door back. 

"What happened?" She shook her head, the distressful expression still on her face. 

"You better talk!" She shouted with a whisper. Nadia chuckled and told her of her first day at Diezemane Abuja and the subsequent visits to the reception, and the female receptionist's attitude to her. 

"That one? Don't give yourself headache, she's fighting for her boyfriend, Dr Shu'aib." Nadia suddenly felt relief, and then laughter bubbled out of her tired self, she took the lead this time opening the door and walked into the room with her head on high. She finally realized the woman didn't hate her for no reason. 

They logged out for the day and left to their different parts of town to rest.

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Nadia jogged down the stairs, her overflowing tote bag hitting her hip as she tried to push the stethoscope into the bag. It refused to budge so she hissed in annoyance, she hadn't slept enough and a whole ten hours of dealing with people patiently was ahead of her.