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I pinched myself and I felt the pains, it was then that I realised that I wasn’t dreaming. My brain went dead and I couldn’t think of anything.
“I have to go to Ado in 2 days time”
“What do I do?”
“Could it be bimpe?”
“How can I reach her when I don’t have contacts?”
“Could it had spilled off the road during the accident?”.
I began to ask myself rethorical questions and there was no one to provide answers. After few minutes of been restless and unstable, the only person I could think of was segun. I picked my phone, dialled his number
ME: hello sege
SEGE: how far onihaxy
ME: I dey. Abeg, you help me see my credentials?
SEGE: which credentials?
ME: my B.sc, NYSC, Oracle and Java certificates.
SEGE: sebi na you dey keep your things by yourself.
ME: I couldn’t find it in the file.
SEGE: haaaa. How you take do am?
ME: I don’t even know. I remembered vividly that I left niger state with the credentials because I brought them out at the GNLD venue.
SEGE: and did you return them inside the file?
ME: offcourse I did. Everything was intact till I reached abuja.
SEGE: have you ever checked the file since you left bimpe’s hospital?.
ME: not at all, I didn’t, because I didn’t have any cause to use them until now.
SEGE: this must be bimpe’s handwork
ME: our thoughts are the same. I am also suspecting her.
SEGE: have you found her contacts?
ME: no I haven’t.
SEGE: then call the doctor and enquire about what happened to the file during your stay in the hospital.
ME: ok pal..
I hanged up on segun. I then scrolled through the numbers on my phone to search for the doctor’s contact. I eventually found it and I dialled but the response from the phone was “the number you are trying to call is switched off, please try again later”. I screamed and began to murmur to myself in my room.
“Is this how I’m going to loose this offer?”.
I continued trying the doctor’s number repeatedly until 12am and I was hearing the same “switched off” response. I cried and cried like a baby.
“If truly this is adebimpe’s handwork, then its so unfair. What did I do to deserve this?”.
I opened my facebook account and began to search for her names again. I combined so many names like “adebimpe nurse”,
“adebimpe abuja” and I couldn’t find her account. I couldn’t sleep over the night as my eyes were widely opened and soaked with tears. The next morning. I managed to go to work with a sad mood and a frowned face, even my neighbours noticed my mood and began to ask me questions which I ignored. I even transferred aggression to the cab driver that took me off from my street to work by shouting on him and insulted him when he was playing a fuji music on his car stereo.
I got to work and my face was still sad and looking scary. My colleague also asked me about what happened and I ignored them also. I brought out my phone and continued to try the doctor’s number till it went through at around 10am.
ME: hello doctor
DOC: hello, who am I speaking with?
ME: onihaxy ***i introduced myself and he remembered***
DOC: ooook, how are you today?
ME: I’m fine sir, I tried calling you yesterday evening but it was switched off
DOC: that’s true, I was in the theatre then
ME: ok sir, please sir, I have a problem
DOC: what’s that?
ME: its about my credentials. I couldn’t find them since I left your hospital.
DOC: which credentials is that?
ME: my Bsc, NYSC and some other credentials.
DOC: I remembered I handled over a file and a bag to you when you were discharged. So which one are you talking about?.
ME: that’s true sir. But the credentials were missing. other credentials like my waec, neco, and some others were intact. Just the four are missing.
DOC: I don’t know anything about credentials. All I knew was that I gave you everything that was brought here with you.
ME: sir, please. Apart from you, who also had access or accessed the file.
DOC: nobody except one of my nurses whom I gave the file to and I told her to look through them maybe we could see a contact or number of someone closed to you to call since your mobile phone wasn’t brought here with you. And immediately she was through with it and couldn’t find anything, she returned it to me and I kept them in my office.
ME** scared*** which of your nurses sir?
DOC: and why are you asking.
ME: I just wanted to know sir, who knows, she might have misplaced it somewhere in the hospital.
DOC: well, its nurse bimpe,
ME: ***screamed!!!!*****, I’m doomed!!!!!!
DOC: what happened?
ME: adebimpe had killed me sir. She was the one who took my credentials.
DOC: what are you talking about?, did you know
her somewhere before you came to my hospital?
ME: yes sir, very well sir.
DOC: but I was asking you the other time that “have you guys met somewhere before?” And I could remember that your response was “NO”.
ME: that’s true sir, but I knew her too well sir. She was my ex-girlfriend sir.
ME: yes sir, she took my results. I’m so sure of that sir.
DOC: the nurse who was so nice to you all through your stay in this clinic?, who fed you and stood by you all through the nights?. I’m not sure she can do something of such.
ME: please help me with her contacts sir. Please sir, also help me with her address in abuja sir. I will be in abuja tomorrow morning sir.
DOC: unfortunately, bimpe doesn’t work here anymore, her number which I used to have is no longer reachable, and the information I heard was that she no longer stays in abuja anymore. So I’m sorry.
ME: **heart broken***. I’m doomed sir. Please sir, you are my last hope sir. Please help me in anyway you can sir. Please I’m begging sir ****crying on call*****
DOC: ok, call me back in an hours time, let me enquire from other nurses who were are friends maybe they would have the idea about her whereabouts and contacts.
Me: ok sir
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