ORD 11

PART 11
“HIM, HER & I”
(A Love Triangle)
©️Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde
The pain I was feeling was second to none as it felt like someone was forcing a long
stick down my throat.
Oh my God! Abortion or “Flushing” as the nurse called it was an emotional and physical
experience that had PAIN in CAPITALS. I had paid the sum of N10,000.
The nurse who was an excuse for a nurse, was so unprofessional. She had only one
more staff present in the hospital that could best be referred to as a mortuary. The odor
oozing out of the hospital was worse than that of a public toilet.
The nurse had taken me to a room they thought was a theatre, I was told to lie down on
a makeshift bed with my two legs spread in a raised up position.
I looked sideways and saw her taking out some long slim rods which varied in sizes.
The next thing that happened was pain.
Oh my God! She inserted the long rod into me and I started screaming .She told me to
keep quiet in a very loud angry voice.
She kept turning and twisting the rod... Oh my goodness! What an irony, the same way I
spread my legs in sexual excitement with Papa was the same way I was spreading my
legs in pains as someone was thrusting down different iron rods into me to remove
Papa’s baby.
It must have lasted 5-10minutes. I was cleaned up and told to leave. As I stood up to
leave, I saw the nylon bag that was filled with blood.
“YOU JUST WASTED A LIFE.” I heard it. I heard those words loud and clear. I turned
to see who spoke but there was no one.
I knew that must have been God. I immediately became afraid. A sudden fear gripped
my heart. My phone immediately started ringing. I checked the caller ID as I moved to
the reception, it was Papa.
I sat on one of the chairs to receive the call...
“Hello...”
“Hello Timi, good afternoon, I am sorry for my reaction yesterday. I need us to talk, we
need to expose our error, and besides I don’t think you should do the abortion. It is a sin, I am ready to bear the responsibility and face the shame. And if it means us getting
married, I will know it is my cross,” Papa said.
I didn’t know what to say as I realized I had just made a big mistake.
“I just did the abortionnnnn...” I said and for the first time, it felt like a veil had just been
pulled off my face.
“What!” Papa said.
I could hear him breaking down in tears...
“Timi... why.... what have you done to me... I just rose up from a revelation after praying
all night for mercy. I saw a revelation where I was told that my first fruit is a destiny child
to usher in wealth for me but Timi you have terminated my first fruit.” I heard Papa
wailing.
We both started crying on the phone, but my relief from the pain below my belly was
short lived as I heard the angry nurse saying...
“Hey, hey... you need to leave, you have to go home and rest,” she said as she was
pulling me from the chair. It felt like she was literally pushing me out of their hole called
a hospital.
I had a high pain threshold, so I groaned in pain silently as my lower abdomen was
hurting on my way back to the hostel. After Papa had dropped the call in tears, I had
called him repeatedly but he did not pick up.
I laid down on my bed groaning and weeping.
“What have you done to yourself Timileyin?” I asked myself.
“I was trying to play God, I was trying to find myself a better place where I could drop all
my baggage and live in peace,” I answered myself.
“But did it turn out that way?” I asked myself again.
“No... I have lost Papa,” I replied.
“You should have left the pregnancy,” I said to myself.
“And disappoint my parents the second time?” I screamed at myself.
I wept, thinking how things did not go as planned and how I had wasted a life...
To be continued