DOCTOR DROPS THE BOMBSHELL

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I nodded my head like someone who was still in doubt. “So, Aunty, you trust this one?” I’d thrown at her.

“Sure, I do. He’s a thorough professional and like I said earlier, he’s a much older man. He won’t have time for all that nonsense,” she’d explained.

“So, where is his place?” I asked her.

“Not quite far from where we went the last time. They are both in the same vicinity. But, seriously, you have nothing to fear, I trust this man completely.”

I sighed with exasperation. “It’s okay, if you say so,” I retorted with a sneer on my face. “I hope he too won’t start running his hands over my body and then start talking nonsense because if he does that, I swear, I will slap him big time.” Aunty Meg wasn’t even saying anything, she was merely looking at me with an amused look on her face. When I found she wasn’t prepared to talk just yet, I threw her another question; “so, when are we likely to go there?”

“When do you wish to go?” Aunty asked me.

“If you can leave right away, I’m ready.”

“Then, let’s move tomorrow morning, if we’re lucky, he could take care of tomorrow as well.”

I didn’t hesitate a moment more when I told Aunty Meg that I was ready anytime she was ready. And we agreed to go and see the man the following morning.

For me, it was the longest night I’d ever known. I couldn’t wait for morning to come. I couldn’t wait to see the doctor so I could get the pregnancy out of my tummy and out of my life. When we got to the hospital, I was impressed with what I saw. The  hospital building looked nice from the outside. As Aunty and I alighted from the car, I was struck by the sheer beauty of the simply but nice looking structure. And I thought to myself, this is more like it. If the look of the hospital is anything to go by, then one can safely assume that the medical director will be a thorough professional who takes his job seriously.

We stepped inside the hospital and were led straight to the desk where we had to pay for my card which would enable me see the doctor.

There were a few other people waiting to see him too but the queue seemed to be moving fast enough. When it seemed it was no longer moving fast, Aunty Meg requested to quickly see the medical director. She filled the visitor’s form and the nurse, who apparently was familiar with Aunty Meg ushered her in. Aunty Meg spent just about five minutes when she came out to call me and said the doctor asked me to come inside.

I followed her inside the doctor’s office and the minute I saw him, something clicked inside me- I knew this man!

As the doctor and Aunty Meg greeted, I kept staring at him. His face looked so familiar but I still couldn’t place it. I remember he had one funny name like that that made me laugh when I first heard it. And even though I was yet to remember where I knew him, something told me my connection with the man had the possibility of getting me into trouble.

“Ah, my baby, long time! I can’t believe you’re the one I’m actually seeing in my office,” he greeted Aunty Meg as we stepped inside.

“Hmm, doctor, you have come again o, I’m not your baby o, my friend is your baby not me,” Aunty Meg responded.

“But I’ve told you I don’t like your friend, it’s you I like,” the man said and started laughing. Then, he turned to me, “And who is this pretty lady?”

Aunty Meg first gave him a mischievous look and smiled. “Ah, doctor, you won’t change,” she retorted. “This is my sister, Anita.” She turned to me, “Anita, this is Doctor Bambi.”

Yes! That was the name, Bambi. I remember wondering what kind of name was Bambi. But where exactly did I meet this man? I kept wracking my brain hard.

“How are you dear? You look so very pretty,” the man said to me.

“Thank you, sir,” I replied. “I’m pleased to meet you.

“I am more pleased to meet you, my dear,” he said as he held my hand warmly for a hand shake. “Then he looked closely at my face. “Your face, it looks like a face I’m not seeing for the first time,” he said.

I smiled a little nervously. “Are you sure? I don’t think I have seen your face before though,” I returned, looking slightly away from his gaze and I couldn’t understand why I was feeling somewhat nervous.

“Doctor Bambi, you have come again o, I know you’re only looking for a way to toast my sister, her face is not familiar to you at all,” Aunty Meg threw at him.

“But, seriously, I’m not joking, I think she’s somebody I’ve met before but I can’t just quite remember where,” Doctor Bambi insisted.

There was an awkward moment of silence. “Anyway, na you sabi, doctor, that is not why we’re here,” Aunty Meg’s voice broke the awkward silence.

“Okay, if you insist, so, what can I do for you pretty ladies?” Doctor Bambi returned his attention to the work at hand.

“My sister has a little issue,” Aunty Meg cleared her throat as she began to speak. “She is pregnant but she doesn’t want the pregnancy now, so I brought her here so you can help do a D&C for her. A clean one without complications or anything.”

The doctor looked at me closely without saying a word. It was as though he was mentally undressing me or something. Or was he still trying to remember where he knew me, just as I’ve also been trying to remember too?

Then, he turned to Aunty Meg and dropped the bombshell. “Ah, my baby, I wish I could be of help, but the thing is that I don’t do D&Cs anymore!”

To be continued….