-Campus Dilema

MUST READ: Campus Dilema (18+)… Part 11

A story written by Chekwube Emmanuel… (0703440 1770, [email protected])

“Babe what sup?” I said into the phone.

“Sorry it’s not Precious, it’s her rummy.”

“Oh! How are you? Where is she?”

“She is sleeping, she has not been feeling fine a while now.”

“Ah! What is wrong with her” I asked worried.

“She has been running temperature for a while now, but she is a bit ok now.”

“Ok no problem, am coming to your hostel.”

Over time, Precious and I have become a little close. She keeps sit for me during our pol.101 class which she is re writing. Above that, I have been to her hostel a couple of times but never invited her over to my house. She has also assumed the role of a school mother to me as she always cook and give me in a food flask almost every evening I happen to visit her.
I walked into her room and met a pale looking Precious sleeping.

“When did this start?” I asked her roommate.

“That should be three days ago”

“Have you guys gone to the hospital or is she on any medication?”

“No she has refused to go to the hospital or take any medication. I have begged her to take some drugs but she blatantly refused. Even to eat is a big problem for her. She has refused to eat almost everything I prepared since the sickness started”

I looked at the sick girl lying on the bed and felt pity for her she was looking so pale.

“Please help me pack a few of her cloths” I said to the roommate.

“Were are you taking her to?” she asked looking surprised.

“To my house” I replied still looking at Precious on the bed.

“Are you sure you can take care of her? She can be very annoying and stubborn when sick.”

“Don’t worry, I can handle her.”
I tapped Precious to wake up. She woke up and looked at me surprised.

“What are you doing here?” she asked.
“I heard that you are planning suicide and came to check if you have succeeded. How can you be sick and have refused to go to the hospital or take any medication? You know what, we are going to my house and I don’t want you to argue it one bit”.

I expected her to argue with me or pull some resistance, but to my surprise, she just stood up and said “Let’s go”. I collected her bag from her roommate and led precious out from her room. We boarded a cab which took us to my lodge.

Fifteen minutes later saw us in my room. “Welcome to my house” I said as I led her to my bed. She mumbled something like a “thank you”. I left her on the bed and went out to get some things for her. I bought malt and milk and a bottle of locuzade boost. I also bought food from a café. I went back home only to meet Precious sprawled on the rug in the pool of her own puke. I rushed to her and carried her up and settled her back on the bed. Her temperature was running very high.

I wanted to boil water to clean her up but on a second thought I decided against it. With the way her temperature was running high, I will need to use cold water. Carrying her to the bathroom after getting her out of her cloths. I sat her down on the toilet sit before I started bathing her. At first it was a tug of war as she refused that I bath her with cold water. I had to plead with her and made her understand that the cold water will help calm her high temperature. She bent down with hands clasped around her Bosom while I poured water on her body to calm her temperature.

After using four buckets of water on her, her temperature calmed. I dried her up and carried her back to the room. I helped her into one of my pajamas, mixed the malt and milk in a cup and she drank it after I had to beg her to. I also gave her a cup full of the boast I bought. I tucked her into the bed with my duvet. She thanked me with a weak smile and within some minutes she slept off while I settled to clean up her puke.
After cleaning up the puke, I went out to get some medications for her. When I came back, I met her still sleeping peacefully. I checked her temperature with my hand on her fore head and it was ok. She was even sweating a little.

After over two days in my house, she started getting back herself and the fourth day, she was very ok. Her stay in my house got us closer than we were before.

To Be Continued…

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