By Olumide T. Agunbiade
MRS. Labi was inconsolable as she continued to cry. Hot
tears continued to flow down her cheeks and her beautiful figure was shaking
vigorously as she wept. As she continued to weep, deep in thought, I remembered an incident that happened few
months back at the hospital where I took my family for medical check-up.
On that memorable day, the scenario was quite
different between other couples. As I sat at the reception on that day, I saw a
man walking up and down the hospital corridor, deeply worried. He had brought
in his heavily pregnant wife, just a few minutes before. She was due to deliver
and had been wheeled into the labour room. He was quite anxious and disturbed
as he paced up and down the hospital corridor.
“Oga, come and sit down,” one of the nurses had said rudely, “you are
disturbing others with the way you are walking about. Are you not a man? People
bring their wives here to deliver everyday and they don’t disturb us like you
are doing now.” She concluded her verbal outpour with a contemptuous hiss.
