DREAM WAKE --- {COMPLETED} ☑️

THE UNRAVELING - II

Dedicated to The_kiddler

Chapter 26

EYARE

"This is crazy! This is so fucking crazy. Can you please get a doctor to attend to my wife." I shouted at the nurses behind the desk. Two of them had taken the brunt of my tongue for the last ten minutes and sincerely, I felt sorry for them, but I just couldn't help myself.

We had been in the hospital for a total of thirty minutes and were told the doctor --- all the doctors, if I might add, were in a surgery, attending to a burst appendix.

It was life threatening, they said.

Yes! But my wife's unconscious state was also life - threatening.

Osagiede was put in a private hospital room with a neck - collar to stabilise her head to prevent minimal movement. There was an ugly bruise on her right cheek where she had fallen down. The nurses had cleaned it out, though it hadn't changed much in appearance. She was put on an antibacterial drip and had also been given series of injections.

I was quite worried at the fact that she still hadn't woken up yet. She looked really lifeless and it scared the shit out of me. My parents - in - law were sitting on a couch in the hospital room, holding Esoesa. She was fast asleep, thankfully oblivious to what was going on. Good thing she hadn't witnessed her mother's fall.

I was going to kill Onari. That desperate god-forsaken harpy!

I walked away from the nurses and from the corner of my eye, I suddenly saw a horde of nurses and doctors coming from the opposite end, walking towards me. I stopped my pacing and gingerly moved aside for them to pass. They all walked past me to the direction of the wards, where Osagiede was being kept.

I followed them determinedly. I had kicked up a storm when we got here, so I was sure the nurses must have wrenched some of the doctors from the operating room. They entered the room Osagiede was assigned to and got to work checking her vital statistics. They checked her eye lids for signs of life, her pulse and heart beat. They talked quietly amongst themselves, casting occasional glances at her.

My feet took me to the side of one of the doctor's, where I gripped his hand. It was the same doctor who had delivered Eseosa and also worked on her when she had leukemia, so he understood my family health history and the situation on ground. He turned round to look at me, recognition, understanding and compassion simultaneously flooding into his eyes. He touched the hand of the other doctor who was still talking and then motioned for me to follow him outside.

"Hello, Mr. Osazuwa." We shook hands. Your wife seems to be doing fine. The nurses have done all that needs to be done. They have given her an antibiotic drip and also injections to reduce pain and swelling in the brain. I understand she had a nasty fall." He looked at me to corroborate what he had just said. I nodded and he continued talking. "We will undergo a couple of tests on her, and do some x - rays in the case of any broken bones, once we are through with our discussion here, but I don't think anything seems to be wrong."

He trailed off just then, looking lost in thought. I gripped his arm and was immediately flooded with a sense of dejavu. My eyes pooled with tears and my voice broke as I held on tightly to him. This was a very different circumstance. Ironically though, they involved the same person --- my wife.

And it was all my fault.

"Please take it easy." The doctor's hands gripped me just as tightly as I was gripping him. She will be fine. It's probably just a concussion."