Retroviral Chronicles part 4- Virtue's reward

This shouldn’t be your reward, the payment for being a good wife. All the holy books are full of praises for the woman who is faithful to her husband, they call her blessed, honoured and virtuous.

 They do not say she should be waiting to collect antiretroviral medication in a hospital, imprisoned by a virus that has no cure and that will transform into a disease that will strip you of every dignity before it kills you. They are all silent on this matter, perhaps they did not foresee an idiot quite like the one you married.

Beat the ground

  I didn’t know I had dreaded this visit, had no idea that the motivation for finding reasons and excuses was fear. This fear was the type that crippled, the type you couldn’t taste or touch- as transparent and weightless as air. You live with it, you’re not even aware of its presence and importance. Like wind, it will hurl you when it’s strong enough, it will leave destruction in its path.

A friendly coup

They watched the flurry of activities from their perch at the window, their feet rested on the seat of the club chair propped under the window and their noses were pressed on the window louvres- different louvres because the girl was taller. A woman rolled dough and cut it in strips for chin-chin, another was washing cuts of beef and frozen chicken, their mother was chopping vegetables for fried rice while their aunt had just finished washing a gleaming white mass of rice.

Bridges

Last year I started a series that was supposed to have run through out November, however we were suddenly asked to report to NYSC orientation camp and I abandoned the series after putting up six posts.

Runaway

 He decided he'd had enough of his parents inflexibility and lack of understanding, he had to leave home. They even loved his little sister much more than they loved him, they let her have his toys but he couldn't even touch hers without her crying like someone was kicking her on the stomach. When she cried, they'd rush out, carry her and tell her she was their princess and the most beautiful baby in the world. They didn't even tell him he was handsome.

Rewards 2

 One day I decided to visit my husband at work, a little surprise to spice our already perfect marriage. He was in a meeting and asked me to wait, while I waited I decided to wander a little. My children say I have restless legs syndrome or something like that, those children say the strangest things.

Retroviral chronicles- The virgin

Happy New Year y'all

I'm starting a new series I planned on doing last year, it was inspired by my clerkship days at Ghain HIV/AIDS clinic at the Central hospital Benin and a recent visit to military hospital Ikoyi where my friend was undergoing her internship and she was posted to the Retroviral pharmacy that month.