Bye bye baby...

Message received Dimeji

Hey how u dey

abeg do u know any drug or method

other than D&C that can be used for abortion

the person is rather far and she has been disturbing me

I was transferred to the anti natal clinic but for some reason my ex Dimeji thought it was abortion clinic.  What made the message even harder to stomach was what had happened barely weeks earlier….

Buzor came into work and told me the pregnancy test was a false positive and Mark and she were trying to work things out. She was full of stories of how he begged and how he had changed and it took a lot of strength to prevent me from knocking her back into her senses.

Days later she was at my side saying “this thing is still there oh”

“What thing” a rather confused me wondered

“The baby now!”

My eyebrows raised and she explained that she had taken drugs that were commonly used for abortions.

I had no words

“Have you thought of keeping it you know that could just be your best option now” okay my mouth did that all on its own, I had nothing to do with.

“His business is just starting off and I don’t have enough money either so really we definitely can’t support a baby right now”

I gave no opinion and we went through the day rather silently.

All baby talk was forgotten until the next day when she mentioned a friend wanted to take her to a place where she’d be injected and after three days every thin would be over. My mind flashed the different movies with girls going for procedures and dying on the table and immediately I made my case about how dangerous it would be and all. Guess it won’t surprise you to know it didn’t work, again!

The procedure was meant to be followed by profuse bleeding she bled in trickles and after a few days morning sickness began. A very determined baby I thought. at this point she asked that I pooled my sources too so I called Dimeji.

“Hey do you know any drugs that can be used for abortion two months old baby”

Pause…….

“I’m not the pregnant one it’s a friend”

“I would kill you”

Just as I thought

“Seriously its not me”

“You’re sure?”

“Wallahi its not me”

“Well her best bet is a D&C it’s a bit farther along most drugs I know of work only for one month or few days after sex”

“Okay thanks I guess we’ll talk later”

Pause………

“You’re sure its not you”

This is fun

“Yeah I promise”

With that the conversation ended

Buzor could make out from my end of the conversation that we were no closer to finding out any solution other than keeping the baby than we were before.

Dimeji called later at night and gave me a thorough scolding

“what the hell are you thinking getting involved in someone’s abortion case. Don’t you know if anything happens to that girl you are going to be called to answer. Lay off this case”

I saw reason with what he was saying and tried to lay off the issue I was no longer giving an opinion but really can I be blamed for the actions of an adult who happened to be older than me

Desperate situations call for desperate moves time was ticking and baby was growing and Mark was suddenly mysteriously missing (not that I was surprised). She heard of the use of Schweppes and started gulping it by the number nothing happened. Next she went for a D&C and the quack said no; we still wonder what he saw.

She gave up trying for a while and I thought I would be an aunty soon until this happened:

“I was gisting with the nurse at anti natal and she said Chelsea gin and aloevera work. You just have to take them all at once and you’ll get results. What do you think?”

Apparently what I thought was still not clear.

 “I think I’m gonna try it when I get home”

Then again she realised she didn’t want to hear it but still went ahead to load me with information I didn’t want to have. 

We both went to our homes and the next day which happened to be a work free day for me I received a text message of gratitude telling me how much of a great friend I was. It sounded a lot like a deathbed proclamation and so not like what Buzor would send after that her phone was off for days only for me to get  four days later that she was on admission in another hospital apparently passed out from the concoction she drank. She barely came out with her life and her baby’s- It didn’t work.

First day back at work, she was back to baby obsessing again only this time she decided to go for a scan to confirm what she was really dealing with. The scan was done at our place of work and the baby or rather what was left of it was closer to dead than alive with different parts chopped off already. With the scan image it was obvious an abortion was in evitable.

My friend invited me to come take a closer look at the foetus and I looked at her and wondered how she could be so cool and nonchalant about the whole thing I couldn’t find an answer. She was given a drug and advised to go home. Three hours later she called to tell me she bled the whole thing out and in her voice I heard relief.

The death of the baby marked the death of her relationship with Mark.