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"Don't go baby!" She cried out, her body writhing in
sync with her voice.
"Doc, help her, she's in pain." The gentleman turned to
look at me in distraught. I remained speechless,
pretending to be too engrossed in what I was detailing
to the Nurses with me.
I heard the wife speak faintly. "Don't leave me," with
pleading eyes she begged, her hands stretched out in
unrest to couple his.
"Can I stay here with her?" He turned to ask me with
the same kind of look his wife had just used on him.
"Alright." I finally gave in. I gave them the answer they
needed to hear.
"I'm here." He said, and rushed to her side. He placed
his lips above hers - A deep kiss that lessens pain and
sorrow ensued.
"You remember how we met." I heard him say to her,
as he played with her fingers. She giggled in response;
forgetting her discomfort with the Nurse measuring out
points for incision across her belly.
"Yes I do." Her joy surfaced better. "How could I ever
forget your hopeless attempts at romance?" She
leisurely asked him. Her energy failed to carry her
attempt to spank his right cheek well enough.
"I love you Damola,"
"And I love you Tunde." She immediately responded.
Tears already built, dropped down her cheeks.
I used the corner of my eye to observe them. His head
was still gently placed above hers, with his right hand
now rested lightly on her belly - caressing the centre of
the whole attraction.
About a month ago, a young man and his pregnant wife
walked through my door saying they needed a new
Doctor/Gynaecologist for their antenatal appointments,
because their former Doctor was found guilty of
notoriously touching the wife inappropriately.
I found it funny then, but later got to understand first
hand why the husband would make such an
accusation. This was a couple with extreme and deeply
founded love for each other.
I never knew such love still existed. Until now.
A week ago, I found out this woman had a somewhat
complicated issue - A pelvis quite tiny for natural
delivery. I immediately suggested Caesarean section
for the delivery of their first child. But to my greatest
surprise, they refused it, saying it wasn't an option.
A lot of people would be happy and extremely grateful
to their Doctor for having identified such a thing before
the day of delivery; but this couple weren't.
They were in-fact, displeased.
I found out it was against their faith and personal
believe to be delivered by any means other than the
natural birthing method.
I had spent a large part of the last one week trying to
convince them on how easy, viable, and safe the
medical process was, but your guess is as good as
mine; when it comes to religion and faith, a lot of
people are extremely stubborn.
Her delivery which was forecasted and scheduled for
the 28th of July, unsurprisingly came earlier; today, the
15th of July (about two weeks early); things hadn't
really been put in place for an emergency C-section.
Then things got more complicated.
Her contractions were coming at an alarming speed,
and there was nothing I could do to help her discomfort
until I convinced her that she really had the rare
condition known medically as cephalopelvic
disproportion (CPD for short) - A condition where the
baby's head wouldn't be able to pass through her tiny
pelvis.
It took me about two hours to make Tunde - the
husband - see reason why a C-section was the only
option;
He spent about an hour (amidst her increasing pain
and discomfort) to make her see reasons why saving
her life and the baby's together, should come first for
their family.
They agreed to prioritize her life over the baby's if the
need came for it, even without being asked; they felt it
was necessary to prepare for the worst, in the
understanding that they could try again since they had
each other.
"Doctor, we're good to go." One of the Nurses called
my attention. I gave the signal, and they commissioned
the process by injecting her with a mild analgesic.
Her eyes shone in anxiety and moved to the patterns
as directed by her husband who stood by her head
side, till they relaxed and let the numb of the lower
part of her body take precedence.
The cry of the baby was soon heard; father and mother
were elated; until Damola suddenly started drifting into
abnormal slumber, amidst her newborn daughter's
wails.
"What's happening?" I heard Tunde shout. My Nurse
wouldn't let him remain anymore. They tried to move
him out but he wouldn't budge, he wanted an answer.
I couldn't fault him - The love of his life suddenly
stopped showing signs of life, with the placenta still in
her. If it were you; what would you do?
I placed the oxygen masks over her face, and kept
pumping her body with the life sustainer; yet, no
change.
A corner of my eye met his fiery gaze.
I knew what I had to do, but I couldn't bring myself to
tear someone's hope apart.
But I had to. It was one of the painful parts of my job.
"Time of death, 6:59pm." I finally announced.

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