"In our prime" A short medical story

In OUR PRIME



I went in knowing my fate. Reality and imagination being the reason for this foreshadowing. I remember correctly how young i was when I first had the need to know that particular future, I was a little less than fourteen years. I was not at all proud but something within of me knew this gift of the future was not to make me smile all the time.
I had gone in there at that time not knowing what to expect, not knowing the future but when I came out the need dawned on me that the future sometimes needs to be predicted. It didn't turn out pleasantly but it triggered a lot in me. The next time after then I was to go in, I knew what was to happen since I already had the future predicted. I went in and came out smiling not because it was painless but because the future had been predicted and it was done correctly.
Years after, the predictions brings out all sort of things like blood, pain and joy. This spirit, can it not solve the issues? I have often found myself asking about the prediction spirit. I remember the first day I took a drive test, I was happy I had made it. Not sure why I was happy though since I had been driving since I was very young. But this test meant one day I was going to transport myself to go in to see a divinator.
I had called papa on phone asking him which of his projects I could use to the divinator's. Papa was always very paranoid about his official projects but he let me take it because of the results of the test.
When I got to the divinator's he looked at me and asked me to UnCloth. I was not very comfortable about it but since mama told me what to expect, I did what the divinator had instructed.

Mama is also a divinator but she does her divinations far from home, since i was in too much pain and blood from the last prediction, I had to go see a divinator close to the house. As I undressed, I looked at the place of divination, they all look the same but something about this one told me it was different. At that time I was still not able to determine the difference. Years later I found out he was not very experienced. After the divinator checked me he said I needed to be treated for this was great. I asked what the cause was for and he refused stating that an adult must be present. Immediately i became disturbed. I told him since I was here alone, I think it's because I'm an adult enough. I showed him papa's official project keys which had papa's office inscription on it. This means I had brought it . Not until all these did he tell me I was in serious trouble. As I wore my clothes I thought of what the divinator had called it and how long it sounded. Although I know these divinators to always exaggerate things and make them look more than they seemed. I left the divinator's place with all the ceremonial objects given to me. That was the beginning of my visit to different divinators until I met the "one eyed one", a very weird little man he was.
He seemed very familiar with me And mama although I did not remember him. Mama greeted him with so much respect. I didn't think it came from him being elderly but from him being highly experienced in divinations.
He asked me to UnCloth, I was already used it. This was different. Mama was there. I looked at him and at Mama. Mama told me to hurry up that she was going for other things asides my divination. As I started to UnCloth, mama went out to make a call and by the time she was back, the one eyed one was done with his divination. He told mama to get me some ceremonial objects that if I used them and did not feel better, it means my fate was already determined. That I was going to do the big "DO" Mama became very worried.
I had not seen mama this worried since the day papa came home from work well past midnight. When he came he was very sad and at the point of tears. He said out loud "Tony is dead."
I did everything the one eyed man said and I felt relieved but I wasn't healed. After the divinator's predictions I didn't want to do the big DO so I told mama all was well.
Now that I was in I remembered all of these and knew that the need has come to do the Do. I went in and called mama while I was in and told her. Mama's words were very comforting"all will be well" she said.
This short thing is dedicated to all those with lower gastrointestinal bleeding. Although incomplete, it's supposed to let them know that they are not alone. One who chooses the path of the operation must always be mentally and physically prepared.
Once again the storm is in the air.
Shared with permission from  Stormyweather (http://www.nairaland.com/4110314/prime-very-short-medical-story)

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