That year was horrible
My defence and the roof over my head was removed, I was exposed to fire and brimstone and even the element of the weather tried me, the fact that I am still here is a testament of how strong I became and will hopefully be able to go through the hurdled of life and still be victorious. The battle is now of the mind and with it we can win any battle. You win first with your mind before the physical evidence of victory manifests.
Gloria gifted me a portrait she has drawn of mum
I have just lost my mum and the circumstances around her death baffled and still baffles me. It is quite a wonder that people can slump in this country and die without help right in the middle of our very busy towns. For many cultural,Ominous, superstitious and stupid reasons people don't receive help when the slump instead they are left to their own fate until the worst happens to them. We were all far away and had no idea that she has gone to the market. That was where death caught up with her and till date i wonder why no one helped her in the middle of a busy market when she slumped and layed still for hours until she gave up and we were called to the scene.
That was her story
Mine started after she left.
We have gone to the village to bury her, the traditional rights were meant to take about 2weeks and since they were indecisive about the date I had to return back to school with my younger brother right after we have buried her having spent 2weekd in the village already.
Unknown to myself I have caught an Ear infection from the village,the very first of my problems. On getting home to Ilorin the infection was fast spreading and my ear was deafening and painfully same way one will experience a tooth ache. I resumed class (400l) then and couldn't hear what any of the lecturers were teaching. My ears were hurting accompanied with headaches. Imagine someone mourning having travelled back with deaf ears to come write test🤔, I failed most of them, Monica was indisposed and not prepared for test.
I checked in with the school clinic and was scolded for keeping a deafening ear which could have gotten worst if not attended to. Given some prescription I had a good Samaritan purchase the drugs for me. Series of Antibiotics and ear drops, the ear got better and I was relieved. Hallelujah! 😅
As if that was not enough, test week was over and I resumed lab work to continue chatting with my microbes, (doing my final year project lab work) the very first day of entering the lab, there went an explosion 💥 the pressure cooker over a gas tank exploded and spilled it' boiled contents of above 100°C on me. I was standing next to it, while the other students ran out I stood stuck to my position with a tightly closed eye, that was all I could think of to do at that time. I was burnt from the crown of my hair down to my chest and was rushed to the school clinic and attended to. Giving me another one month of holiday which was not needed in final year. Many thanks to Mrs Honey and Mr Aloe-vera they wiped off every traces that would have remained as a colorful scar against my skin color.
Had to cut my hair so that the wounds on my scalp could heal too, this was the new look after the lab accident
Another school resumption day came again and having dressed up with a positive mindset this time around,I needed to catch up with alot in school I left the house and was about boarding a cab, just to remove money and pay the taxi fair, there was a razor blade in my bag unknown to me, upon dipping my hand in there it sliced off one of my fingers completely remove the top nail.
I felt this one like an electric shock and a fresh pool of tears 😭 swelled up. I ran back to the house and tied it up with a wrapper, went to school in that manner crying within and without.
After the first lecture I was back in the clinic again, the nurse treating me kept scolding me about keeping the blade in my bag. At her voice I cried unconsolably, by now those tears were about my mum, her absence has caused me so much pain and left me at the mercy of all this tragedy.They all ganged up and were taking their turns on me.
Nurse said and I quote
"This igbo people eat alot of good food, that is why they have so much blood in their body"
Instead of her to say that I was bleeding excessively from the cut.
(She was right too, my mum kept a garden,we ate alot of vegetables and pumpkin,I was very chubby and healthy, full of life and blood🤗)
Having gotten my treatment I went home. You can guess what happens whenever I'm home alone, always crying myself to sleep.
The last that happened to me was loosing my nephew to an incident from a careless doctor, the baby died in my arms. Our mum was no longer here to bath the newborn like how mother's. Something tells me till date that if mum was alive we wouldn't have lost the baby, we were helpless in many ways here not just myself.
Mum and my late nephew.
In one of my many thoughts, I saw my mum as the Shield shelter and Roof over my head, her demise exposed me to so many dangers. Everything around me was threatened, my CGPA crashed too if not for some good grades from the past I would have graduated poorly. I was completely helpless, hopeless and depressed.
It took a while before I came out of it all, accepted the will of God and hope that all the tragedies come to a stop and give me a breathing space. Monica is much stronger now and handles life's challenges from a victorious point of view, that's why I have said that we should approach every challenges from a victorious point of view.
- Don't feel sad for me, I am okay 👍 and have been okay ever since.
Let me end this here and say no more, Thank you for reading through the lines.
This is heart touching, I am glad you are better now, going through all this alone, I believe you are a strong lady
Abi nah...we got no choice than to be strong.
Thanks dear
I am sorry about your mum. looking at you, who would have thought that you went through all these? Yet here you are today, you have grown into a very strong woman. I sure your mum will be proud of you too.
p.s the portrait is beautiful, you look so much like your mother.
Thanks for the kind words dear 🙌
Truly you're a strong lady and I'm convinced you're coming bigger and greater. It was challenging from the physical losses to the mental stress but God has been faithful, seeing you through all
Indeed grace found and rescued me.
Thank you so much for the kind words
You're welcome dear
How can one person go through all these and still manage to say they are okay? I will probably go crazy at one point but you have remained strong and continue defeating every challenge life throws to you with a smile on your face. You have experienced difficult times, but things will definitely get easier as time goes on
Those periods were definitely hell for me but things are better now.
And somehow my story can inspire and encourage anyone going through hard times.
Thanks alot for showing concern I truly appreciate you.
The loss of your mother and the subsequent challenges you faced show your incredible spirit. It's heartwarming to see that, despite it all, you've emerged stronger and maintain a victorious perspective on life. Always remember, challenges shape us, but they don't define us.
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Thank you for the kind words.
The scripture says that we are more than conquerors and that no temptation has over taking us , He hasn't tempted me beyond what I can bear and in the end He found the way out for me so that I have endured all even unto victory 1Cor 10:13.
Let me check out your channel.
Thank you for this
You've been through a lot and still smiling, you are truly a strong woman. Don't let that smile go off your face, it's a weapon for the battle.