Must Read: My Teenage Mind (18+)

6 years ago

Must Read: My Teenage Mind (18+)

At a little past 9,the doctor walked into the room.
He asked that we all be sent into the theatre one after the doctor. The other teenage girl was the first to be taken in,followed by two other women before me. I got in with the help of my favourite nurse and I was la!d on the couch. The doctor inserted his finger into my body. Trust me,this time, it hurt like hell. I screamed in pain and he told me that once my water breaks,I’ll give birth immediately. He gave me an injection and I walked out.

I came back to the room and the other girl was screaming and wailing,hitting her fist on the wall.

I looked round and her mum was no where to be found. I asked my mum and she said that the woman left after placing series of curses on the girl and her unborn child. I was shocked but my pain didn’t let me speak further. I struggled with my own pain,trying my best not to cry or shout.

The teenage girl was taken into the theatre around 10. She had started convulsing so the nurses had to rush to call the doctor. She was taken into the theatre but she never made it out alive. Her baby died with her. Even in my pain and fear,I cried bitterly. My mum cursed the girl’s mother for being so mean and wicked to her child.
My mum knew I was already afraid so she started telling me how she had given birth to Ella at the age of 16 because she got married when she was 15. She talked and rubbed my waist at the same time to help ease my pain and make sure I was listening to her. When the girl’s body was moved away to the morgue,my mum called a nurse and asked her to get another theatre ready as she won’t let me enter the recent one since the girl had died while an operation was being carried out.

Another theatre was made ready but it was smaller. I felt pressed and wanted to go to the bathroom but immediately my feet touched the floor,I felt an explosion inside me then a rush of fluid came running down my legs. My mum called the attention of the nurses and they cleaned me up immediately and I was asked to start walking around. This time,the pain felt like something sharp was being used to prick my baby. My baby started jerking hard and each time it moved,my stomach would change its shape. I couldn’t hold this pain so I cried out. I cried but surprising, mum didn’t ask me to stop,instead,she cried with me.
I was 19 and small then. I cursed the day I met Raymond.

Out of the blues,I suddenly felt the urge to use the toilet. My eyes started bulging out of my socket.

My mum looked at me and started calling on the nurses. She asked me not to push. I stood rooted to the ground. The nurses came and they carried me to the theatre and on top the couch. They kept begging me not to push that I should wait for them to get my things ready. I cried as I waited and when they were ready,they all looked at me with tears in their eyes. At the first push,I passed faeces. One of the nurses came and started pressing my stomach. They asked me to push again and this time,my baby’s head popped out.

I cried out in pain and my scream was enough to get the rest of her body out. I wanted to stand up immediately but they asked me to wait since the placenta was not out yet. I la!d there and watched as they cleaned my Kamsi up. It was a girl.

The nurses started making jests of me because they said my baby had a big butt0ckz. It was in the midst of their jests that I wanted to sneeze and I felt something a little smaller than my baby come out of my body. The nurses told me it was the placenta. Again,I tried to stand up but they asked me to wait to be cleaned up. They cleaned me up,padded me and tied a new wrapper on me.

They helped me and my baby out of the theatre and I met my mum at the door. She said, ”you gave birth at exactly 11:30. You should have waited so you will give birth on your birthday.”
That was when I remembered that the next day was September 12,my birthday.

My mum took the baby from the nurse and we were taken to a private ward where my mum gave me a cup of hot water and told me to turn on my phone and inform people that I had delivered.

I sent messages to all my friends in school and those at home except Raymond after which I slept peacefully for once in eight months.