The one thing that stopped me from going to sickbay in secondary school was the stress of looking for my card. Now that I’m the university, i don’t even have health center card . Anyway, there was this time I had this serious pain in my right leg in school, like I said, no health center card so the health center was out of it . I couldn’t just go to any pharmacy because i felt it too serious for a place where they only sold drugs. And the hospital? Felt like a strange word- I have ever been to the hospital alone.
I got a doctor’s number from a friend thinking she’d just tell me the drugs to get and all that. But every conversation we had led to me going to the general hospital and getting treatment. I went with my best girl on Tuesday evening to the hospital, I got to the department the doctor directed me me to . It was so calm , there was no noise, just a few guys charging their phones, and a few other people working late. In my mind I thought, tomorrow morning would be so smooth. I’d just come here, meet the doctor, get treatment and move.
The next morning, I went alone. I went super early because I had a class by 10. Wait for it. The crowd I met was unbelievable. Like wait what?? Am I in the wrong place ? Is this not the family department? Sweet baby Jesus. I… . Breathe in breathe out I said to myself. I scanned the entire place and I took the first step. I walked to the first little window and met the angry face of a woman. I greeted her “good morning na, I’m here to see the dermatologist ” she looked at me like ?!? ” do you have a card?” My answer was negative . She told me to move to the next window. There was a line. I saw this girl with her parents, her parents were running it for her in fact. I saw a grown man too with his wife running the whole card thing. Deep heavy sigh.
It got to my turn eventually and this woman looked at me like I was supposed to be with someone. I smiled at her and I told her I was here to get my card . She started asking questions like “are you a fresher ?” In my mind I thought it was only those people in school that’d ask questions like that. My smile faded. me that I’m in final year God please. I said “no ma, I’m in my final year” she started saying “ehnehn oh really, you don’t look like it ” so I look like a fresher. Okay . Just tell me what next to do.
After paying for the card and in my mind I was like where is this doctor now? I was led to another section to WAIT! Ah. Class is even cancelled first of all. But I stayed because my lecturer no send if I die . Time went by, someone came to enlighten us about food nutrition, I got my bp checked and I had got another speech . Now this was getting really annoying. More annoying because everyone had someone with them!!! And you know all that stuff . And I was just there with a dead phone, staring at people and listening to Ek radio.
Finally it got to my turn, this man was nice, straight to the point, asked important questions, prescribed drugs and I went out to get it. I thought they were going to ask cash or card but ah. I had to go out with my bad leg to withdraw and give cash. This life. Hm. I missed my mum so much at that point . Because what’s this stress??
I don’t want to ever go to the hospital alone, or ever in fact. If Ekiti was that stressful, how would Lagos general hospital be like?
Moral Lesson: don’t go to the general hospital alone. This adulting thing is a scam. Just go to a private hospital.
Have a great week, see you tomorrow ✨