*** CHUKWUEMEKA *** 10 I welcome you all, my esteemed readers into the month of september, my birth month and also marks the advent of the 2014 ember months, biko let us all take it slow and steady for the remaining months of this year so we can all see next year. God bless you all. **** THE STORY CONTINUES ***** At the mary slessor ward, Nkolika and Quincy paced up and down the corridor with Nwanneka who had been shot into anxiety induced labour due to her mothers failing health and was now at the transition stage of labour. The midwives on duty had to rush her into the delivery room. Professor Ukadike kept calling on the phone to ascertain the situation of things in Port Harcourt. Nwannekas labour lingered for a day more and her life was hanging on the balance. Nkoli, Quincy, Edoziem, Emeka, the Nurses and the Midwives had immediately turned into prayer warriors. The Chief Gynaecologist was contacted and she was on hand to help. Back at the Henry Hendrix ward, Mrs Ann Okolo had opened her eyes and was regaining her senses, she could move her limbs freely and spine with minimal help. She recognized her two sons who had been alerted to come and see their mothers newly improved condition, they raced to Henry Hendrix and Mrs Ann Had no problem recognising both sons. She asked what she was doing at the hospital and she was told that she had taken ill due to stress and was brought here. Mrs Ann Okolo : But your faces are stressed and u all look pale. Emeka : Mama nothing, we just have been working so hard to make you stronger and happier. Mrs Ann Okolo : Emeka, what are you doing here, arent you supposed to be in New York ? Emeka : Mama I .... Edoziem : (cuts in) Mama the thing is that Nwanneka went into labour and we all came to be here for her, you now got ill and we brought you here too, thats why u are seeing us all here. Mrs Ann Okolo : unu si na nwanneka no ebe a ? Edoziem : Yes mama Mrs Ann Okolo : if thats so, I want to see my daughter. Emeka looked at Jefferson, who approves with a nod. With their aid she stood up and took steps one at a time. They led their mother towards the Mary Slessor ward. Nwannekas labour had raged on and the midwives had struggled to keep her stable, her blood pressure had risen and they battled to stabilize her. Suddenly her mother appeared at the ward, being aided by Edoziem and Emeka. Nkolika ran towards them with joy and was stopped midway as she almost would have thrown her down with the impact of her impending hug. Onaighting Nkoli a suprised Mrs Ann wondering why all her children were at the hospital asked; Mrs Ann : Nke nta Mama ya so you are here as well. Nkoli : (Very elated) yes mama oooo, Emeka signalled that Nkoli spoke no further by placing a finger on his lips. Mrs Ann: Unu is na Nwanneka no ebe a ? Yes mama, they chorused in unison. As she was being led into the delivery room, Emeka and Edoziem stayed back while Nkolika and Quincy led her on. As the delivery rooms door opened, the midwives tried to send the intruders away, but the head midwife on sighting Nkoli and her Mother who bore sharpl resemblance of Nwanneka waved for them to be allowed in. Mrs Ann Okolo on sighting Nwanneka in heavy labour smiled, closed her eyes, said a short prayer and said; Mrs Ann Okolo : Ada, Im here now, give me my grandchild. Nwanneka turned and saw her mother, she was shocked and overwhelmed by a new wave of confidence and strenght that she began to push. As she pushed Quincy and Ada who were thrown into fright, asked themselves; Both : Babe na wetin person go see be this ? In about thirty minutes it was all over as Mrs Ann Okolo stepped out of the labour room into the corridors of the Mary Slessor maternity ward with renewed vigour, happiness and joy carrying her grand daughter and grand son. Nwanneka had given birth to twins. ****** TO BE CONTINUED ******** He leads me beside still waters, He restoreth my soul.
Posted on: Mon, 01 Sep 2014 18:33:21 +0000
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