In fact I remember this young girl who was brought in bleeding thick clots of blood from her private parts. She wailed hysterically until she sedated before being rushed to the theater.
That was the ONLY patient I noticed being attended to urgently. The rest of us just watched each other helplessly. A man on a stretcher just a few feet from Romeo, had been ran over by a car. I couldn’t tell his waist from his chest. Everything seemed jumbled up.
Romeo by now was calm. Whatever it was that they injected him, seemed to work well. He was no longer coughing and panting. His queasiness had ceased too.
Close to 4a.m. but I was afraid to even blink. I was too shaken by the flow of events since my man walked into our humble home. The word ‘Traumatized’ would fit in well to describe how I felt. Plus a little of fatigue but that didn’t even register.
And by close to 5am, we were gestured to an inner part of the hospitals. In here was a complete opposite of all that we had been watching all night. In here was total peace and quiet. I later realized that we were taking the elevators up to a ward. Before he could be taken into the ward, we again had to go through what to me seemed like a repetition on procedure. Signing forms all over again. At one point I remember asking Sly if we could just go home and forget about everything. It all began to feel like a dream that I needed to get up from, a nightmare. He responded to my obstinacy with a cold look that suggested I shut up. And I did exactly that.
Romeo was now sound asleep. I on the other hand was now unruffled. Having a sense of calmness, I began to slowly doze of. In the middle of my snoozing, I heard Sly and a lady whispering in mother tongue,
“Weh! Kou ti kwega! Matiumaga! Ucio no Ngai!” meaning, ‘that place is not good. It is only God’
I jerked from the slumber just to find myself on a hard bench. They had taken him away! Not knowing whom to ask or what to ask, I began running round in confusion. Sly held me down assuring me that everything was alright. I asked to see Romeo and was taken into the ward.
He was lying helplessly on a mattress on the ground. All the beds were full with two patients on each bed. The bed that Romeo was to sleep, had in it a patient who was just skin and bones, coughing in pain and groaning. Sly thought it better for him to have his mattress stretched on the ground until a patient was discharged or passed on.
In the pungency of needles and medicine, I had to leave my sweetheart a lay on that floor. I broke out in tears again. My heart was in distress, as I watched him hopelessly before the nurse ordered us to leave the premises
This marked the beginning of anguish.
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.We quietly drove back home, not uttering one word. It had been a very long day for me yes, but still, I didn’t see myself sleeping on our big bed all alone. Hence I asked Sly to stay over with me. At least until I fell asleep. After a warm cup of coffee and a snack, we lay on the couch. I tucked myself in his arms for security. The world didn’t feel like a safe place for me anymore. Sly meekly complied and squeezed me a tight hug of assurance. He was ever our very good friend.
At least until I felt a hard bulge in my behind. He was as hard as a rock! Slowly trying to slide his big hands under my blouse, he rubbed himself against me. I jumped off the couch in hysteria! I could not believe that happened!
‘MEN!!!’ I thought to myself ‘they never cease to take advantage, no matter what the situation. I only wanted him to scare away the horror, not to slip things in me!’
In disgust I ran to the room and locked myself. He came knocking on the door with a rhyme of apologies. I was too embarrassed to retort. So I asked him to shut the door behind him when he leaves the house. That was a clear sign that I didn’t want anything to do with him ever again. Later when I come to think of it, its like he expected me to somehow pay for all the favors’ he had for me the previous night. Having taken time out to do almost everything while I only cried like a baby all night, all the way till admission of Romeo then bringing me back home, what better way to thank him? But NO! Not with all the love I had for my man. The idea was disgustingly unthinkable! I locked the door behind him and ran back to our room to cry it all out. I recaptured all that happened and concluded that the devil was only trying me. I was not going to let him have the last laugh. I was going to fight him back instead.
With all these thoughts and imaginations racing trough my mind, I drifted into sleep.
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