EPISODE 1
Linda
was outrightly dejected.
She
had gotten to the notice board only to see that the aggregate score attached to
her matriculation number was just a little over her biological age. And she had
just clocked 21!
She
had spoken to her dad this morning before class.
‘My doctor’,
he’d called her. ‘I’m so proud of you.’
If
only he knew. If only they knew!
It
wasn’t like she was a bad student, she sincerely put her best into studying her
books. Burnt the midnight oil. Paced the floor when she felt sleepy. Jumped up
a few times, till she discovered that this technique wasn’t made for her-
vertigo was beginning to set in!
‘Babe.’ ‘Babe!’
She
turned back to face Tolu.
‘We are going to Pharmacology lab
o. 500l students have bounced us from the class’
‘Dr James is waiting for us there.’
She
had been standing in front of the notice board, motionless.
Tolu
came nearer and held her hands.
‘Don’t worry ehn, shebi its just
in-course, you can make up for it with Block 2 results’.
‘You passed introductory posting
results, shey?’
Linda shrugged her shoulders clumsily.
‘I scored 51 in intro.! Now, 28.
It’s not even close to half when added together. I just hope I don’t fail Block
2 exams so I can at least sit for Pathology exams’
‘Amen. Don’t worry, you’ll pass.’
‘We’ll start reading from now. I’m
coming, let me pick my note in class’ Tolu said.
Tolu
was her best friend. She ALWAYS passed.
Actually,
in pre-clinicals, they both almost always passed.
But
since they crossed over to the clinical wing, Linda was almost consistently part of the
bottom 5 in the class while Tolu still managed to remain among the top few.
And
they read together.
‘So shall we?’
Tolu said as she exited the class
‘Ok, let’s go’,
said Linda, with mixed emotions.
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Doctor
Fola Adetona wished he could rewind the hands of the clock.
Today,
my dear friend, you will be a real doctor; he said to himself, with a
half-frown on his face. It was no longer a mirage. No déjà vu.
It
was his first day on the job as a house officer.
And
he was to start with Paediatrics unit!
‘Hmmmn’
he sighed. Paediatrics!
He
had dreaded that unit while he was in school but really, who hadn’t?
And
it wasn’t even in another school, it was in the school from which he had
graduated.
He
could just picture Dr. Makanjuola, the Senior Registrar.
Back
when he was in school, he had once told him on ward rounds:
‘You
cannot impress me because you’re not intelligent.’ As how now?
He
was sincerely prepared for the worst.
As
he stepped into the Paediatric clinic, he came face-to-face with his nemesis.
Dr. Makanjuola
He
stifled a groan, and greeted him.
‘Adetona, what are you doing here?’
‘Sir, I’m starting housemanship
today. With…with Paediatrics’. He stuttered.
‘Oh, ok. You can go to the
Emergency room (ER). Join the Senior house officer there.’
‘Yes sir.’
One
last glance at him
‘Don’t do anything stupid o. And,
you’re welcome to the unit.’
Crest
fallen, Fola walked down briskly to the ER; sincerely praying that he’d have
time to settle in before any serious case would present.
‘Guy, how far? Na here you dey
now?’ Fola greeted the senior house officer, Dr. Ehis
‘Yes, o. I don comot Medicine since
last month. Shey you don start housejob ni?’
‘Yes o, and na here dem throw me.’
Fola said, with a smirk on his face.
‘Guy, welcome ehn.’
‘E gbami o! e gbami o!’
A
troubled looking young woman came in trembling, carrying a child who was at
most, 5 years old.
He
was having a seizure attack.
‘Omo mi n se giri o’
She
pulled at Fola’s ward coat
‘Doctor! Doctor!’
Fola
stood motionless.
Trouble
had just landed!
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