I pinched myself and I felt the pains, it was then that
I realised that I wasn’t dreaming. My brain went dead
and I couldn’t think of anything.
“I have to go to Ado in 2 days time”
“What do I do?”
“Could it be bimpe?”
“How can I reach her when I don’t have contacts?”
“Could it had spilled off the road during the
accident?”.
I began to ask myself rethorical questions and there
was no one to provide answers. After few minutes of
been restless and unstable, the only person I could
think of was segun. I picked my phone, dialled his
number
ME: hello sege
SEGE: how far onihaxy
ME: I dey. Abeg, you help me see my credentials?
SEGE: which credentials?
ME: my B.sc, NYSC, Oracle and Java certificates.
SEGE: sebi na you dey keep your things by yourself.
ME: I couldn’t find it in the file.
SEGE: haaaa. How you take do am?
ME: I don’t even know. I remembered vividly that I
left niger state with the credentials because I
brought them out at the GNLD venue.
SEGE: and did you return them inside the file?
ME: offcourse I did. Everything was intact till I
reached abuja.
SEGE: have you ever checked the file since you left
bimpe’s hospital?.
ME: not at all, I didn’t, because I didn’t have any
cause to use them until now.
SEGE: this must be bimpe’s handwork
ME: our thoughts are the same. I am also suspecting
her.
SEGE: have you found her contacts?
ME: no I haven’t.
SEGE: then call the doctor and enquire about what
happened to the file during your stay in the hospital.
ME: ok pal..
I hanged up on segun. I then scrolled through the
numbers on my phone to search for the doctor’s
contact. I eventually found it and I dialled but the
response from the phone was “the number you are
trying to call is switched off, please try again later”.
I screamed and began to murmur to myself in my
room. “Is this how I’m going to loose this offer?”.
I continued trying the doctor’s number repeatedly
until 12am and I was hearing the same “switched off”
response. I cried and cried like a baby. “If truly this
is adebimpe’s handwork, then its so unfair. What did I
do to deserve this?”.
I opened my facebook account and began to search
for her names again. I combined so many names like
“adebimpe nurse”, “adebimpe portharcout”, “adebimpe
abuja” and I couldn’t find her account. I couldn’t
sleep over the night as my eyes were widely opened
and soaked with tears.
The next morning. I managed to go to work with a
sad mood and a frowned face, even my neighbours
noticed my mood and began to ask me questions
which I ignored. I even transferred aggression to the
cab driver that took me off from my street to work by
shouting on him and insulted him when he was
playing a fuji music on his car stereo.
I got to work and my face was still sad and looking
scary. My colleague also asked me about what
happened and I ignored them also. I brought out my
phone and continued to try the doctor’s number till it
went through at around 10am.
ME: hello doctor
DOC, hello, who am I speaking with?
ME: onihaxy ***i introduced myself and he
remembered***
DOC: ooook, how are you today?
ME: I’m fine sir, I tried calling you yesterday evening
but it was switched off
DOC: that’s true, I was in the theatre then
ME: ok sir, please sir, I have a problem
DOC: what’s that?
ME: its about my credentials. I couldn’t find them
since I left your hospital.
DOC: which credentials is that?
ME: my Bsc, NYSC and some other credentials.
DOC: I remembered I handled over a file and a bag to
you when you were discharged. So which one are you
talking about?.
ME: that’s true sir. But the credentials were missing.
other credentials like my waec, neco, and some
others were intact. Just the four are missing.
DOC: I don’t know anything about credentials. All I
knew was that I gave you everything that was
brought here with you.
ME: sir, please. Apart from you, who also had access
or accessed the file.
DOC: nobody except one of my nurses whom I gave
the file to and I told her to look through them maybe
we could see a contact or number of someone
closed to you to call since your mobile phone wasn’t
brought here with you. And immediately she was
through with it and couldn’t find anything, she
returned it to me and I kept them in my office.
ME** scared*** which of your nurses sir?
DOC: and why are you asking.
ME: I just wanted to know sir, who knows, she might
have misplaced it somewhere in the hospital.
DOC: well, its nurse bimpe,
ME: ***screamed!!!!*****,