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#TBT #ThrowbackThursday

Last Thursday, I got a fish bone stuck in my throat. A day later, I had developed a headache, my ear hurt and my throat was sore; I was very uncomfortable. By Saturday, it became unbearable so I decided to go see an ENT (Ear, Nose and Throat) specialist.

When I arrived at the hospital, I told the lady at the front desk it was an emergency. I let her know what the problem was and she immediately arranged for me to see the doctor as soon as he became available.

I decided to use the wait time to respond to some emails.

Some minutes in, a nurse came to call me, I asked her to please bear with me for a minute or two as I was almost done with my response to an email.

I hadn’t typed two more words when I heard the doctor’s loud voice, “how can she say she has an emergency but she’s on the phone...

If she’s not ready, send in someone else”.

Huh? That’s rude. What doctor talks like that to his patients? I stopped typing immediately, the Nurse rushed back into the reception area to tell me what I had already heard. So I said to her,

“That's a very rude doctor, I don’t want to see him. I’ll wait to see someone else. Is there another doctor on call?”

“No o, he meant no harm, he was just worried about you. We were told you have an emergency, that’s why.” The nurse tried to placate me but my mind was made up,

I was going to wait to see another doctor, I hoped one was available. I liked to be comfortable with doctors not irritated by them.

I heard the same Doctor’s voice again but this time, inching closer. “Where is Miss Ife... didn’t you say she had an emergency?”

The doctor had walked into the reception, I deliberately refused to look up but someone may have pointed me out to him. He stood right in front of me and said, “Ma’am, what’s wrong? I thought this was an emergency”

I looked up from my phone, ready to rant.

“Yes, it is. But…”

HOLE UP!!! HOLE UPPPPP!!!!

I paused for two seconds then continued, “But it’s fine we can go. I was just upset you were yelling”

“I’m sorry,” he said kindly, “I didn’t know I was yelling, could I take a look at you please?”

I stood up and followed him to his consultation room.

Are you asking in your mind right now, “Oluwa wetin the transpire?” Ask no more, I’ll tell you why I changed my mind in seconds.

This Doctor was so fine, he would make anyone pause in their tracks. Dark, clean-shaven, tall,

gap tooth… then when he smiled at me while apologising, he had a dimple on one side.

KIKUM! KIKUM!! KIKUM!!!

In my heart, I was already singing “I will follow youuuuuuuu, wherever you may gooooo” So I followed.

Dr. Dimple was standing very close to me, Oluwa ooooo...

He smelt so nice, should I ask him to move back or closer?

“I’ll check your throat and ear now then we’ll see what exactly is wrong.” He said politely.

Check everywhere, Pliiis dear.

“Tilt your head a little bit for me please.”

I did as he instructed,

while giving God all the glory in my mind.

Banky W had just proposed to Adesuwa, the whole of Nigeria is romanticised, I had said, “Hay God when?” and just now now, I received husband with dimple.

Oh God of Adesua, you are awesome. Small prayer, you have answered me quickly.

As he gently prods my throat with the help of a flash light placed firmly on his head, he said, “I’m sorry if you’re uncomfortable, it will soon be over.”

Nah fam! I’m not uncomfortable in the least. Prod away kind sir.

Finally, he found the tiny bone that God used,

removed it then pressed gently around my throat, “tell me if you feel any pain now” He said.

Sigh…

What pain? Pain that I stopped feeling as soon as I saw you.

Instead, I said, “It feels much better. Thank you.”

He prescribed antibiotics and sent me on my way.

I had no excuse to stay, so I bid him farewell. I had to rush home anyway, I needed to quickly swallow another fish bone.

While I made payment, the receptionist asked me if I felt better. I told her, “Yes o. As soon as I saw the fine doctor I was already okay.”

She chuckled. “That fine doctor is my husband o.”

I didn’t miss a beat.

“He is still fine jor. I was going to go home to swallow another fish bone but I’ve changed my mind.”

We both laughed and talked about how she must get that a lot and how much fun she has while at it.

She was a good sport

Ah! So her husband was not going to be my husband?

Oh God of Adesua, wetin they husbandry?????

#DANG

This story was initially posted in February 2017.