He shook his head and brought out his prescription
paper.
“I will write an antibiotic
for you now,” he said.
“But Dr Obi,” Mabel said. “Is
it not better to wait for the culture?”
“The antibiotic I will
prescribe is broad spectrum. She can start it, then if the culture shows
resistance to it, I will change drug for her, but it is unlikely.”
“Ok.”
He wrote an
antibiotic and some other drugs for Cynthia to take. Then he gave them the prescription
note.
“The pharmacy here in the hospital
is closed by now,” he said. “You can get them in any other pharmacy. Just make
sure you check their expiry dates.”
“Thank you so much,” Mabel
said as they got up to leave.
“Meanwhile, Cynthia, avoid
lifting heavy things for now and you have to observe right posture. It is very
important. Continue with the massage and pain relievers. It will help with the
back ache.”
“Ok,” Cynthia replied. “Are
there things I should avoid because of the infection?”
“Use a properly cleaned
toilet, stay away from sexual intercourse, take a lot of clean water, a lot of
fruits and vegetables.”
“And I will be fine?”
“Yes you will be fine. At
least we discovered it on time.”
“Thank you so much Dr. Obi.”
“What about getting a folder?”
Mabel asked as they got to the door. “Will it be necessary?”
“Yes I will do that for her,”
Dr Obinna replied. “I have her personal data already.”
“Ok. Thank you.”
Dr Obinna saw
them off to the car where Margret was waiting for them.
“Come back in three days
time,” He told Cynthia. “Let me know how you are doing and by then, the culture
result will be out.”
“Ok.”
“Come with your friend too,”
he said pointing to Margret.
They laughed.
“Please greet your wife for
me,” Mabel said.
“She will hear,” he replied.
Mabel and Cynthia
entered the car and Margret turned on the ignition.
“He is a nice man,” Margret
said as they she drove out.
“Yes but he is married o,”
Mabel replied.
“And so?”
“Don’t go there. His wife is a
prayer warrior. She is one of the prayer leaders in the women wing in church o.”
“I have seen praying mantis
people many times o. No shaking.”
They laughed.
“Continue,” Mabel said. “Until
you start seeing people flogging you in your dream.”
“Don’t mind me,” Margret said.
“I am kidding o.”
“I for say.”
“I am in a serious
relationship now by the way.”
Mabel turned in
her seat and looked at Margret.
“You,” she said. “In a
relationship?”
“Yes o,” Margret replied. “I
am o and I think he is the one.”
“Finally, Maggie will settle
down.”
“Yes o. Finally.”
“So who is the lucky guy?”
“I met him at the airport few
months ago.”
“Really?”
“He is everything I want in a
man. Rich, tall, handsome and very caring.”
“Wow. Congrats.”
“Thank you my sister.”
“So when did he pop the
question?”
“He has not said it yet officially
yet o, but he said I am the kind of woman he will love to marry.”
Mabel laughed
long and hard.
“Men sef,” she said.
“And women who will not shine their eyes,” Cynthia said.
“Not this one,” Margret
insisted. “He is the real deal. He has not even asked for sex.”
“He is just bidding his time
my dear,” Mabel said.
“You can’t be so sure.”
“I wish you all the best o.
But please use your head. Don’t give him your heart yet. Keep it to yourself.”
“And your laps too,” Cynthia
added.
They laughed.
“That one will be hard o,”
Margret said.
They drove past a
pharmacy.
“We just passed a pharmacy,”
Mabel said.
“Oh you were not given drugs
at the hospital?” Margret asked.
“No. Their pharmacy had closed
by the time we were done with the doctor.”
“Ok, should I stop and turn?”
“Don’t worry. There is another
one close to my house.”
“Mabel remember your meeting
with Mrs Biodun,” Cynthia said.
“Don’t worry about her. You
are more important to me.”
“I know. But if she doesn’t
see you, she may think you are dodging her.”
“She is right,” Margret said.
“Ok so what do we do now?”
Mabel asked. “I can’t go there with you. You need to go home and rest.”
“I don’t mind going with you,”
Cynthia said.
“I mind. We will drop you off
in the house then I will go and see her. I will then get the drugs on my way
back.”
“Ok.”
Mabel turned to
Margret and said, “You have really tried for me today. What would I have done?”
“Don’t mention,” Margret said.
“What are friends for? At least I got to hear the true version of what
happened.”
“So you can now tell the whole
world that Segun is a…” Cynthia started and didn’t finish.
“Fool,” Margret finished for
her.
“It’s not me that said that
o.”
“I will talk to him.”
“I am over him,” Mabel said
and looked out of the window.
“Story for Simbi. You still have feelings for him.”
“Please look where you are
driving. Feelings ko feelings ni.”
An okada man
drove past her speedily. It was so sudden that Margret lost control of the
steering.
(...to be continued...)
Nedu Isaac
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