Fri. Jul 19th, 2024

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!!!!*****,

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