BIMPE: **blocked my mouth** don’t. Scream please, people might be around. You know the wall has ears.
ME: bimpe, why did you hide this from me all this while?
BIMPE: ***crying** onihaxy, why not save that dieing girl first and ask questions later.
ME: ok, where is she now?, where is the doctor and what do I do now?
BIMPE: don’t worry, I will take you to the doctor and tell him you wanted to donate blood for daniella.
ME: what if he ask questions about my relationship with you? Or your family?
BIMPE: don’t worry, I work here, so no one will ask you questions, let’s go.
Bimpe dragged my hands and we ran straight into the hospital, the fellow nurses at the reception were screaming “nurse bimpe!!!, please take it easy!!!!”. We walked straight to the doctor’s office.
DOC: come in please
BIMPE: hello doctor, please I have seen a donor, please this is him **pointing at me***
DOC: hello young man.
ME: hello sir
DOC: you may take your seat please
ME: thank you sir. ****sat down***
DOC: nurse bimpe, please get me the apparatus, let me screen his blood before transfusion
BIMPE: ok sir, *****left the office****
DOC: ***brought out a paper*****, young man, you can write down you name here and sign at the bottom of the paper.
ME: ***looked at the paper and it looked like a terms and condition paper, I didn’t bother to read I just put my name and signed.** here is it sir.
DOC: ** received it from me *** ok.
BIMPE: ****knocked and opened the door*** here is it doctor.
DOC: ** received it*** bimpe just calm down, you hear
BiMPE: *** trembling** ok sir.
DOC : **pierce my thumb with a needle, placed a “biro ink tube like” pipe on my finger and my blood ascended up the tube for few seconds before removing it from my hand.*** Nurse bimpe!!
DOC: stay here with him, I will be right back
BIMPE: ok sir
DOC: *** opened the door and left***
BIMPE: ***silent, staring at me and trembling***
ME: please calm down bimpe, daniella will be fine and ok
BiMPE: ok ooooo.
I could see the pains and fear in her eyes, bimpe was just walking around up and down, very restless and uncomfortable. Few minutes later, the doctor arrived with a package.
BIMPE: welcome doctor. What’s the result sir.
DOC: well, its good. A very perfect match,
BIMPE: **took a deep breath*** thank God
ME: ***took a deep breadth also***
DOC: young man, please come and lie here ***pointing at the bed inside his office.
ME: lied on the bed and placed my head on the pillow.
DOC: opened the package, brought out a pure water package like substance, a tiny drip pipe and syringe. Inserted the needle inside my hand, hanged the nlylon bag and after few seconds, my blood was flowing inside the nylon for another 4 to 5 mins.
BIMPE: welldone doc.
DOC: ok bimpe. By the way, where is your husband?, is he not back yet?
BIMPE: no sir, but he would be here any moment from now.
DOC: alrite, I’m through. Please get this young man a bottle of malt, he must be weak by now.
The doctor left with the blood package, I stood up from the bed and I was truly weak. My eyes were seriously turning and my legs were shaking.
ME: bimpe, how did the doctor knew that I will be weak?
BiMPE: he tested your blood, so he knew the level of your strength.
ME: so what is he going to do next?
BiMPE: he is taking it to where daniella was admitted.
ME: ok, bimpe, I’m weak
BIMPE: let’s go down to the reception, I will get you a drink to take.
We walked close to the door, bimpe was holding my waist with one of her hand. She opened the door and we stepped out of the doctor’s office, immediately she shut the doctor’s office door, we saw betty walking towards us with a bag on her hand.
BIMPE: **whispered*** just keep quiet onihaxy, I will do the talking.
BETTY: aunty bimpe, I have been looking around for you, it was one of the nurses that told me you are with the doctor. Hee!!, onihaxy!!!!, what are you doing here?, how did you get here?, what happened to you?, who brought you here?, why are you looking weak?, please what is going on here?. ****walked towards me and took bimpe’s hands away from my waist while she held me closely***
BIMPE: ***looked at me and blinked her eyes***
BETTY: ***dropped her handbag on the floor****
onihaxy, what’s wrong with you?. Talk to me dear
That was the last thing I heard before I fainted.
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