So a couple of weeks ago, I got so sick, I had to be
hospitalized.
The whole nine yards was wrong with me, I literally was so
weak my drips had to be rushed until I got stabilized. Energy was a luxury and
I only used the little I had to communicate with family and the doctors
(apologies to work and friends, I left incommunicado)
However after a really bad night of stooling and vomiting
bile, I had had enough of the hospital especially because the nurse on duty
that night was lazy (if not for my sister, I wonder what my story will have
been) anyways I couldn’t sleep and immediately I saw my sister move, I asked
her to call my dad (who literally left everything to just come sit with me
everyday) to come take me home.
Alas all his numbers and my step-mum’s phones was off. They
say the only way to get over a really bad pain is to feel something worse
(true). The energy I got that morning was amazing.
Moyo Lawal on her hospital bed.
Moyo Lawal on her hospital bed.
Discharged myself despite the doctors refusal. We rushed
home and guess what, ‘Armed robbers’ (emphasis on the armed) just left my dads
place with all the phones, iPads, laptops etc. They also left with two jeeps,
all my step-mum’s gold (they hit gold literally) all the gold my mum left me
and money.
Nobody was harmed, thank goodness. Its been a really low
couple of weeks, oh yes after I left the hospital, I got….whew. But that’s a
story for another post.
This is way too long sef, who gonna read it. What a January,
grateful for life.
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