Aunty Meg could tell from the dead pan look on my face that I wasn’t kidding around. She could tell I was serious. She took me to the doctor and that messed things up me, now she’s gotto fix things up so I can move forward with my life. That I still had that baby in my tummy was a big risk. Supposing MD forced me to move over to his house right away, how would I conceal my tummy from his wife? I just had to do something and it had to be right away.
“Alright, Anita, don’t you worry, I know what to do”, Aunty Meg finally said. But I still wasn’t satisfied. I needed to get a clear understanding of what she meant by that.
“Okay, good, so what exactly are you going to do?” I’d asked her, desperate to hear something really comforting.
“I know another doctor we can go and talk to,” she’d said, sounding quite confident.
“Where is he and what kind of person is he?” I asked her impatiently.
“Take it easy, Anita, you’re bombarding me with questions, let’s take it one at a time, okay?”
I didn’t say anything, I simply kept looking at her, waiting for answers to my questions.
“This one is a little more elderly than that last one,” she’d begun. “I’ve known him a long time ago, he used to work in the hospital of my former company. But he’s very good and reliable too.”
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. And 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 I 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 taught 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 was 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 long 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, but has form in and merged less than a minute later to usher her in. Aunty Meg herself spent just about 5 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 click inside me- I knew this man!
To be continued….