ME: screamed. “Whaaaaaattttt “.
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
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
DOC: ** received it*** bimpe just calm down, you
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
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
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
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
BiMPE: he tested your blood, so he knew the level of
ME: so what is he going to do next?
BiMPE: he is taking it to where daniella was
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.