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THE GENESIS OF MENTAL ILLNESS
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2021-08-24 05:24:05CHAPTER 25: THE GENESIS OF MENTAL ILLNESS
"She'll be fine." said Dr. Amrah after injecting me in my hand via my vein. "She is much stable right now. Tommorow by Gods grace, we shall carry out some tests on her and give you the results." she added. "Thank You Doctor replied my mother. I loved the way my Mother always carried me on her back as a child. I was six years older than Osifa so I had the liberty of enjoying the entitlements of an only child for a while. Tonight, my Mother carried me on her back from our home all the way to the clinic. I felt awkward when she lifted me and placed me on her bag like she did when I was a baby. I lay on her back like a cooked vegetable. I was weak, helpless and very ill. When my mother returned from the bar, I was on the bed sweating and breathing heavily. My head was aching terribly, my joints ached too and my temperature could set the room ablaze. "Sister Fetty is sick." I heard Tami say. "She didn't eat since afternoon." Kiki sa
SADUWOCould Fetty truly be a victim of anxiety disorder?
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I wiped the tears running down my cheeks with my left palm. Dr. Amrah watched me keenly without saying a word. She was letting me have a moment. What will she do next? I thought. "Fetty let's go." She said. I wasn't sure whether I properly heard her. "Home? " I retorted. "Yes we are going home. " she said again. I wanted to ask her how she felt after I divulged my secrets to her. I wanted to know what her response will be but instead she said nothing, she wanted us to go home. I got up, folded the traditional indian mat and placed it in the trunk of her car. We drove back into London without uttering a word to each other. "Can you please drop me at the bar? " I pleaded. "Sure." She replied. "But you'll have to show me the way." She added. I nodded. We got to the bar after I gave her directions using my hands and she parked right in front of our bar. Before I hopped down, she held my hand, hugged me tightly saying "I am proud of you." I smiled not knowing what to say or do at t
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