Meanwhile, Hajia Zainab was with her psychiatrist, Dr. Mrs. Lulu Adelola. She was a professional in her field and she’s about 26 years old, and a newly married. Mum was her first patient after her honeymoon.
Hajia Zainab was still on a bed, receiving a drip as they treated her wounds. Her psychiatrist proposed they sign her up for a psychiatric evaluation.
Dad explained all what happened. It was evidently clear that two things made her go nuts. Either the gunshot or her missing daughter.
They moved her into a solitary room in the psychiatric ward immediately. She needed to consult with her that day.
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After the checkup, I went through a series of tests and was asked to meet Doctor Abdullah for the results. Entering his office, he offered me a seat. Just then, a nurse walked in and handed him my file. He went through it with a serious face. I sat before him, looking at the concentrated eyes under his reading glasses. Making me even more anxious... I couldn’t help but to speak first.
“So, how is it, doctor? Are my babies okay?... I won’t go through an operation, right?”
“Alhamdulillah, everything is alright.” He finally faced with a smile. “The ability of you going through surgery is 30%... but, Emmm..”
“Any problem, doctor?”
He closed my file and looked at me for a while.
“Emmm... You’re having a high-risked pregnancy.”
“What do you mean by high-risked?”
“The test shows that you’re having glucose in your urine and your blood pressure is high. “
“A..are my children safe? What’s the effect of that? A...am I safe?”
“Okay, I’ll explain to you in simple terms. Based on the results here, you’re having gestational diabetics and high blood pressure.”
“I still don’t understand you, sir... What’s ges..ta..tional?”
“Gestation diabetics is a pregnancy induced diabetics that if not well managed. Ermmm... Could put the mother of the child at risk.”
“I’m so confused sir... I’m not diabetic, so why now?”
“Well, you’re at risk based on this result. If I may ask, Is there anyone in your family who’s diabetic?”
“Yes... My grandma died of diabetics, but none of my parent have it.”
“Well, that puts you at risk. But the good thing is, gestational diabetics go away with delivery if well treated.”
“Alhamdulillah, my babies are fine... I would do anything to safe them doctor. So, what and what should I do?”
“The only treatments is to live a healthy life, exercise daily and drink water regularly, stay happy and well relaxed.” He stared appraisingly at me for a minute, as if he was thinking about something so serious.
“Why didn’t you come with Mrs. Akerele? Is she that busy?”
“Emmm.. I..i no longer stay with her. It’s a long story. We had an argument, and she sent me out.”
“Oh, sorry about that. I’m really, really sorry.” He took off his reading glasses. “So, where do you stay now? Who do you live with?”
“Well, if you may know. I say with a friend at Maitama and I’m living fine.”
“This is your friend. Do you trust her that much? Why don’t you go back to your parents in Lagos? Won’t they be so worried? I know you’ve gone through a lot, but how do you plan to go back? What plans do you have for yourself and your babies?”
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A Tale Of Justice
General FictionSixteen-year-old Aisha Akorede, daughter of a religious Imam, gets into an incident that changes her life forever. Her family, honour, and even her future are tarnished. Now, Aisha has to convince the entire world who she is. Follow Aisha Akorede on...
