Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 98: The Premonition

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May 19th, 2013

I ended up not being able to see Ebika today, as we woke up to the worst possible news…

You know how it is when you shout about something…yell about something…bluff about something…threaten someone about something…but you don’t really expect that something is going to happen…

Well…that’s what happened today.

At 10.30pm last night, Akunna had gone into full-on labour. The steroids she was on had not been able to stop it. As we were told, even in her labour, she’d had the presence of mind to want to call Phillip, but her Mom had confiscated her phone. A little after midnight, my nephew was born…at just over 34 weeks. But the clinic had been running it’s small generator, which hadn’t able to power their (only, and malfunctioning) incubator. Akunna’s uncle, the Clinic Director, had been called, but he had told them, over the phone, not to worry, and that he was sure they could manage the baby overnight. But the poor boy was clearly in distress. The on-call doctor tried to explain to his boss the severity of the situation, but the senior doctor had shut him down, telling him they had successfully managed babies born even earlier. Getting off the phone, the young doctor had adviced Akunna’s family to get the baby to another hospital…and fast. That was when Mama Akunna had finally released Akunna’s phone. It was at 2.32am that Phillip got Akunna’s call. He had immediately called the hospital she’d recently been admitted in, and the ambulance had arrived the Isolo hospital at 3.50am, a few minutes after Phillip got there. But they were about 30 minutes too late. My nephew, Matthew Mfon, died at 3.19am.

Phillip said Akunna’s screams were reverberating on the street when they arrived, and even before entering the clinic, he already feared what had happened, but still held on to hope. He said he has never experienced the kind of heart break he felt, when he finally got the confirmation…that his son…his first child…was dead. He insisted on seeing the baby, and he said he broke down, crying, at the sight of his lifeless son. He had named him then and there…and might have stayed there for hours, if it wasn’t for the raucous coming from the hall. Rushing outside, he was shocked to see Akunna being restrained by literally all the nurses on the duty, as she tried to attack her Mom. She was like a woman possessed…a wild animal…as she screamed insults at her mother, blaming her for what had happened. Phillip said he almost joined in the assault when he’d heard that Akunna had wanted to call him as early as 10.30pm. If her mother hadn’t seized her phone, his son might not have died.

It wasn’t until Phillip held her, that Akunna’s rage cooled, and in its place came a heart wrenching sorrow, as she wailed in his arms. Without asking for permission, Phillip had carried her out of the hospital, and into the ambulance that was still waiting outside. He had taken her back to the other hospital, and she had been admitted immediately.

At 6.30am, when Phillip’s call woke me up, even before answering the call, I already knew. I think I had subconsciously had that premonition, and seeing his call so early in the morning, I just knew. And when he confirmed it to me, I dissolved into tears. I cried so hard, that I surprised even myself. I hadn’t thought I was as emotionally invested in the boy…but I apparently was. Patrick was also moved by what had happened, and he held me, as I cried, long after the call had ended.

We got to the hospital shortly after 8am. Seeing my brother, and how broken he looked, my heart broke all over again! We sat with him in the waiting area, because Akunna apparently didn’t want to see anyone. The only person allowed into her room was Phillip. Across the room were her parents, looking equally broken. My heart went out to her mother, as she too wept inconsolably. Her father looked like he’d aged 10 years since the last time I saw him. I couldn’t imagine the kind of guilt they’d be dealing with now. Because, surely, there had to be guilt! If they hadn’t allowed their pride consume them, and chosen to willfully deprive their daughter, and grandchild, of better medical care, we definitely wouldn’t be grieving this morning.

About an hour after I got there, Aunty Josephine, my ED, stormed into the room. If it wasn’t for the situation at hand, I would have probably gasped over how different she looked. Who knew that under that expensive human hair wig lay the most scanty and chopped hair ever! There were about 4 tiny corn rows there…tops! I couldn’t believe how different she looked. But that was far from the issue.

The minute she entered the waiting room, she was screaming insults at her sister. Apparently, she hadn’t been aware of Akunna’s hospital switch. And it made sense to me…because I had also wondered how Aunty Josephine would have agreed to such foolery! But alas, she hadn’t, and here we were.

She soon caught sight of me, and her eyes narrowed in rage. “You!” she screamed, “Did you know?! Were you aware she’d gone back to that…that…that quack clinic?!”

I looked around, almost hoping she was talking to someone else. “Y…yes Ma…” I answered, when it was clear she was talking to me. “B..but I thought your sister would have told you…”

She shifted her anger to Phillip. “I’m sure you’re happy now, abi?! You are finally free!”

“Madam, please!” came my husband, Patrick’s voice. “The man has just lost his son. This is not the time, I beg you!”

It was like Patrick’s voice had been the salve she needed, the splash of water needed to douse her irrational anger, the eye opener she needed to see that the young man seated, hunched, across from her, was not a beast, but someone indeed mourning a child. And as suddenly as she had erupted, she had walked across the room, and put her arms around Phillip.

It was at that moment that my Mom arrived, with my brothers. I had half worried over what my Mom’s reaction would be…whether she would even be glad over the turn of events. But it was obvious that I hadn’t given my Mom much credit. The minute she entered the room, she had headed straight for her arch-enemy, Akunna’s mom, and the two had embraced, as they cried.

Both families were finally united. It was unfortunate that we were united, not in joy, but in grief.

Rest in peace, little Matthew!

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Catch up on Faith’s story here:

  1. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 1: BFP
  2. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 2: Lukewarm Response
  3. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 3: The Struggle
  4. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 4: Tricked
  5. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 5: Keeping her man
  6. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 6: Men are so annoying!
  7. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 7: Bleeding
  8. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 8: The 9 Week Mark
  9. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 9: Festive
  10. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 10: The Holiday
  11. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 11: This thing called love
  12. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 12: The Pregnancy Glow
  13. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 13: The Baby & The Bobo
  14. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 14: Wahala
  15. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 15: The Abortion
  16. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 16: A Good Man
  17. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 17: Joy…and Pain
  18. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 18: Hostage
  19. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 19: Ammunition
  20. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 20: Famzing
  21. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 21: Stress Relief
  22. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 22: Diana
  23. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 23: Bestos
  24. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 24: The Miscarriage 
  25. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 25: In God’s Hands
  26. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 26: Crossing the line
  27. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 27: Last Minute Packing
  28. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 28: Ex-Girlfriend
  29. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 29: Not just friends
  30. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 30: Fight for him
  31. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 31: Faded Beauty
  32. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 32: Holiday Glow
  33. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 33: The Proposals 
  34. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 34: Baby Kicks
  35. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 35: Celebration Dinner
  36. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 36: Rainbow Baby
  37. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 37: Lunch with the girls
  38. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 38: Wedding Season
  39. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 39: Mama Patrick
  40. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 40: Misplaced Love
  41. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 41: Okafor’s Law
  42. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 42: Forgiveness
  43. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 43: Get it over with
  44. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 44: Family Meeting
  45. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 45: The Goof
  46. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 46: Worship
  47. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 47: Gender
  48. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 48: The Introduction
  49. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 49: Messy
  50. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 50: Passionate Love
  51. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 51: Instagram Drama
  52. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 52: 21 Weeks
  53. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 53: Oppressed
  54. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 54: Age is just a number
  55. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 55: Legally Together
  56. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 56: Monkey on my back
  57. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 57: Your secret is safe with me
  58. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 58: Spring in my step
  59. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 59: Level don change
  60. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 60: It’s my time
  61. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 61: Drama and Baby Kicks
  62. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 62: Love, Joy, Fear
  63. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 63: Owerri
  64. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 64: Untouchable
  65. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 65: Foot Soldiers
  66. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 66: Dem say, Dem say
  67. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 67: The Side Chick and the Fiancee
  68. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 68: Dim-Witted Brother
  69. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 69: Day from hell
  70. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 70: A Cancelled Wedding & a Kept Woman
  71. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 71: From Bad to Worst
  72. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 72: The Confrontation
  73. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 73: Away we go!
  74. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 74: Birthday Girl
  75. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 75: Caught Red-Handed
  76. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 76: Played by a Master Manipulator
  77. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 77: Showdown
  78. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 78: Sad Tears, Happy Tears
  79. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 79: Not the forever kind of love
  80. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 80: My Sacred Vow to You
  81. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 81: Facebook Likes
  82. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 82: Pregnancy Queue
  83. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 83: Braxton Hicks
  84. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 84: The Verdict
  85. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 85: Home Sweet Home
  86. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 86: The Bridal Shower
  87. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 87: The Scare
  88. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 88: Nwando’s Wedding
  89. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 89: Time to face the music
  90. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 90: The Witch Hunt
  91. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 91: Bump Envy
  92. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 92: This Evil Family
  93. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 93: Thankful
  94. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 94: People Watching
  95. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 95: New Beginnings
  96. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 96: Dispassionately
  97. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 97: Old Woman

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9 COMMENTS

  1. My heart breaks for this country, how can a hospital run on a small gen eh. I think some of these private hospitals need to be shut down, this country is broken. Too sad, pride has caused this ????. Rest in peace innocent soul.

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