Richard and Stephanie walked into the
ward
and met Christina in pain as she was
treated
by Doctor Kate and Doctor Esther. Both
walked fastly towards them with widened
eyes,
wondering what had made her be in
severe
pain. “Doctors, what’s wrong with her?”
They
chorused.
“I think you should see me in my office.”
Doctor Kate told him.
He quickly grabbed her hand and checked
her
pulse and face the Doctors again. “Her
rate of
breathing is severely bad, talk to me
what’s
happening?” He started weeping as he
saw
tears in Christie’s eyes. The Doctors also
looked sad and unhappy with the
situation on
ground, “just let us meet.” Doctor Kate
said
again and walked out with Doctor Esther,
both
were sad and downcast. “How are you
bestie?”
He held her hand again.
She shook her head continuously, trying
to tell
him she wasn’t alright. She was in pain as
she
writhe to the right and left sides of the
bed,
weeping along. Her heartbeat had
increased
rapidly and she had shortness of breath.
“I’ll
be back, let me check in the Doctor. But,
crying won’t solve the matter, please
don’t
cry.” He wiped her tears with his right
thumb
and broke down in tears again. “I’m sure
you
will live, I’m sure this is just a test, I’m
sure
it’s just a trial to know if we can withstand
this. You will rise again to be greater than
who you… who you.. are.” He kept crying
as
he stared into her eyes.
Christina wished to speak too but she
couldn’t. Her two lips were shaking but
her
words weren’t heard again, Stephanie
was
crying also, pitying the condition she was
in.
She wished it could be taken away from
her. If
she really scrape through death, God
really
loved her and must have preserved her
life for
his glory. The room was filled with
sadness
and tears from them all. “Please stop!”
Richard wiped her tears again, tears
hadn’t
stopped rolling down his cheeks then but
he
couldn’t watch Christie cry, even in her
condition.
*******
“What’s the problem now, Doctor Kate.”
Richard flung the door open as he entered
into
the Doctor’s office with her. “Don’t be
broken
apart Mr Richard, please sit down.” The
young
lady said as she took off the stethoscope
from
her neck.
Richard sat quickly. “What’s happening?”
He
asked again, impatiently.
“The problem for now is the shortness of
breath, the rate of her heartbeat and
painful
joints caused by arthritis . What we should
start doing is to be prayerful concerning
her
health so heart failure wouldn’t start
soon
because of too much iron from blood
transfusions.” She stopped for a while
and
continued. “We also have to carry out
these
tests as soon as possible. The Complete
blood
count ( CBC ), Hemoglobin
electrophoresis and
Serum creatinine.”
Richard placed his head on the table and
continued crying. His face was oily
already,
the home sadness and tears. “Just do
anything to save Christina, anything!” He
repeated and stood up.
He pulled up his dress to wipe his face
before
he left the Doctor’s office to check on
Christiana again, and drove back to his
abode- Hexagon Club and Bar to drink.
******
“I’m getting impatient, Jay. He didn’t pick
up
his calls since morning, neither did he
call. I
think we should go and check on hkm in
the
hospital.” Uche said.
“Do you think Richard is in the hospital? I
don’t think so.” He hissed and squinted
his
face.
“But at least, let’s go and check on him.”
Uche
said and rose up.
Jay hissed. “I just pray this guy won’t
disturb
my night, I have to be in club tonight.”
“Let’s try, let’s look for him and I’m sure
he
must be there.”
******
HEXAGON CLUB AND BAR
“What is your problem? I’m I not… not
going
to.. pay you?” Richard accused the
bartender.
“I just feel you’ve taken enough sir,
please you
should now take your leave.”
“What.. an insult! What’s your.. own..”
He
spoke and hit his hand on the table
before
him. “I want Baron!”
Uche and Jay walked into the bar and
sighted
him at their usual place. They had gone to
the
hospital and couldn’t find him, it was Jay
that
suggested their search to the bar. “I told
you!”
He said as he walked in with Uche.
“I never knew he could come here.” Uche
approached him. “Richard!” He called him
as
he stood at his front.
“Tope, how are you?” Richard asked as he
tried to raise his head up.
“Who’s Tope? This guy’s completely out of
it.”
Jay hissed and tapped him.
“What’s happening? Since when has he
been
drinking?” Uche asked the bartender.
“For some hours. I was telling him to
stop
when you came in.” The guy replied.
Jay shook his head continuously, pitying
him.
They paid for his drinks and drew him out
of
the bar.
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