Confessions of a Fat Girl 58: Staying Back

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February 4th, 2010

By 6.30am, we joined Dad in the living room, for morning prayers, and the Rosary. Years ago, we detested this ritual, but today, it seemed like the most natural thing in the world. If there was anything my father was, he was religious.

After breakfast, Dad revealed to us that his wife had hid a heart condition from him for years. She had been receiving treatment secretly, without even telling her own children about it. It had been the family doctor who had made this known, when he had stopped by for a visit. He hadn’t been the one treating her, but had stumbled upon the information at the hospital. He had been trying to think up a good way to break the news to my dad, when he heard about her death.

From the way Dad recounted the story, it was obvious that he still felt incredibly bitter about it…perhaps even guilty. He lamented how it had been his own illness that had made her keep quiet about hers. It took all of us, Ogonna, Legachi, Marizu, and myself, to convince him that it hadn’t been his fault.

When we asked about the funeral arrangements, he informed us that the family have decided on February 17th for the wake keeping, and the 19th for the interment.

As the guests for the day arrived, Ogonna and I got busy in the kitchen. Thank God she didn’t glue herself to our Dad, as she had yesterday. In fact, she was the one who saved the day with the women cooking in the kitchen. Apparently, the novelty of the fat sister had started wearing off, and they attempted to start treating us almost as badly as they had treated Legachi…dismissive and condescending. It was when one of them joked, in Ibo, about us being ‘Americana’ women who knew nothing about cooking, that Ogonna had unleashed her venom on them, in the conkest Ibo ever! She reigned insults and threats on them, all in the most fluent of Igbo ever! Seeing the shocked looks on the cooks’ faces absolutely made up for it!

And the good thing about today? Following Ogonna’s lead to eat healthily. The funny thing is she didn’t even deny herself anything. She ate the akara served for breakfast, but only about 4 small balls, washed them down with a large bottle of water…and not the several glasses of juice they offered. When it was 11am, I joined her as she snacked on pineapple, and I looked forward to wondering what we would do for lunch.

With the stress of the last few days, alongside following Ogonna’s eating pattern, I already feel lighter, and like the melt is burning everything away.

“I’m going to book our flights for the day after tomorrow.” I remarked, as we sat under one of the canopies in the compound.

“Isn’t that Saturday morning?” Ogonna asked.

“Yes…but it’s either that, or leave tomorrow.” I went on. “I have to be home to help the kids with their homework and stuff!”

“I think I’ll be staying back…till after the funeral.” Ogonna announced.

“Are you drunk?” I exclaimed. “Take a look around you, Ogo! Do you think you can cope in a place like this? This isn’t Fair Lawn oh!”

“No, I need to be here…” Ogonna answered. “At least one of us has to be here with Dad…and of course the kids. You saw how those cooks wanted to play us this morning. We need to make everyone knows that they are not alone!”

“It’s for 2 weeks, Ogo!” I said. “Not two days!”

“Babe, I’ll be fine!” Ogonna insisted. “If you’re worried about me having company, don’t be.”

“Of course I will worry! How wont I worry?! Who do you know here??!” I lamented.

Ogonna smiled, and handed me her phone. “Check this out!”

Looking at the screen, I saw that it was her Facebook page, and she had put up a status, saying; Hi Guys! I’m in town! Anyone who knows my Dad’s house in Enugu can stop by, to say hello!

My mouth opened, when I saw the post had 346 likes, and 79 comments, half of which were assuring her they would be stopping by.

By evening, it became clear that both the post, and the comments, were as authentic as ever, as her friends were streaming in and out! It soon got to a point when Ogonna’s guests exceeded Dad’s.

From her friends in secondary school to University, male and female, the compound was full to capacity…and Ogonna was enjoying every minute of it.

I guess that will make me feel less guilty about going back to Lagos!

 

Photo Credit

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Catch up on Ihunna’s story here:

  1. Confessions of a Fat Girl 1: Grubbido
  2. Confessions of a Fat Girl 2: Fragile
  3. Confessions of a Fat Girl 3: Defiant
  4. Confessions of a Fat Girl 4: Progress
  5. Confessions of a Fat Girl 5: The Gym
  6. Confessions of a Fat Girl 6: Killjoy
  7. Confessions of a Fat Girl 7: Pain
  8. Confessions of a Fat Girl 8: Frenemies
  9. Confessions of a Fat Girl 9: Exhilarated
  10. Confessions of a Fat Girl 10: Popcorn
  11. Confessions of a Fat Girl 11: Free-fall
  12. Confessions of a Fat Girl 12: Sunday Morning
  13. Confessions of a Fat Girl 13: Mission Reactivated
  14. Confessions of a Fat Girl 14: New Things
  15. Confessions of a Fat Girl 15: Bad Business
  16. Confessions of a Fat Girl 16: Luxury Items
  17. Confessions of a Fat Girl 17: The Solution
  18. Confessions of a Fat Girl 18: Magic Formula
  19. Confessions of a Fat Girl 19: Date Night
  20. Confessions of a Fat Girl 20: Quinoa
  21. Confessions of a Fat Girl 21: Perfect Fit
  22. Confessions of a Fat Girl 22: Keeping In Touch
  23. Confessions of a Fat Girl 23: Delete
  24. Confessions of a Fat Girl 24: Philosophical
  25. Confessions of a Fat Girl 25: Keep it Moving
  26. Confessions of a Fat Girl 26: My Co-Wife
  27. Confessions of a Fat Girl 27: Old Jeans & Old Friends
  28. Confessions of a Fat Girl 28: Prawn Stir Fry
  29. Confessions of a Fat Girl 29: Facebook Tagging
  30. Confessions of a Fat Girl 30: Detox Part 2
  31. Confessions of a Fat Girl 31: Abs & Crunches
  32. Confessions of a Fat Girl 32: Making Notes
  33. Confessions of a Fat Girl 33: Christmas Party
  34. Confessions of a Fat Girl 34: Ashiedu
  35. Confessions of a Fat Girl 35: Willpower
  36. Confessions of a Fat Girl 36: Packing…and TV
  37. Confessions of a Fat Girl 37: Last Minute
  38. Confessions of a Fat Girl 38: Body Image
  39. Confessions of a Fat Girl 39: Christmas Trip
  40. Confessions of a Fat Girl 40: Christmas in the Village
  41. Confessions of a Fat Girl 41: Daddy’s Girl
  42. Confessions of a Fat Girl 42: 2010
  43. Confessions of a Fat Girl 43: Uzoamaka
  44. Confessions of a Fat Girl 44: Sugar Binge
  45. Confessions of a Fat Girl 45: The E-mail
  46. Confessions of a Fat Girl 46: She whose name must not be repeated
  47. Confessions of a Fat Girl 47: Smokescreen
  48. Confessions of a Fat Girl 48: Running away
  49. Confessions of a Fat Girl 49: Fry-Up
  50. Confessions of a Fat Girl 50: The Only Solution
  51. Confessions of a Fat Girl 51: The Intervention
  52. Confessions of a Fat Girl 52: Tri-State Sisters
  53. Confessions of a Fat Girl 53: Manhattan
  54. Confessions of a Fat Girl 54: Daddy’s Girls
  55. Confessions of a Fat Girl 55: Stunned Silence
  56. Confessions of a Fat Girl 56: Bereavement
  57. Confessions of a Fat Girl 57: The Reconciliation

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