I would ask God to take my life. How would I face my peers/friends with one hand.
We met his colleague who said he cud handle it but the money involved no be here o.
Mum said no wahala, so long as this hand doesn't go i entered d theatre (2nd time) the next day for debriding and reconstructive surgery (so they said).
They said I refused to shut my mouth during the surgery.I was misyarning, saying all sorts. They said I even said I don't want to die yet.
The effect of d Anastasia tho'.I regained full consciousness later towards d evening. I was out of the theatre by then. My face was healing, so the surgery was just for the hand.3days later, the wound was opened amidst my screaming it was all red and I was in pains, tears but I smiled. There was life in my hand.
I had hope then they brought honey & rubbed all over it.
Screaming part 2 that was the day I knew that as sweet as honey is,it can also b very painful.
My grandma came that morning. I came out & asked of her, they said she heard me screaming & couldn't take it,she went to cry outside.
menstrual flow all these while (3months then).
Although I had cramps when the time came for it 2 come out those months. The doctor said I didn't have enough blood for that & also too many antibiotics in my system I still dreaded each morning because it meant a fresh round of screaming for me.
The Doctor jokingly told me one morning that if I could endure those pains then labour pain would be nothing to me.
Glass fragments still came out from time to time.
My flesh was regenerating gradually but he he said the two hands would never be the same in size again.
The affected one (my right hand) would b thinner I was getting used to my left hand.
By then I could feed myself,walk round the hospital although I wasn't walking upright anymore.
My mum noticed it, then time came for d 3rd surgery (skin grafting)
.I had to leave for another hospital for that, we got there.
Had to wait for weeks before the surgery date was fixed cos they said my hand was still infected a bit & the graft might fail if done with the infection....
To be continued....
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