3 Abortions and two painful miss-carriages, my cousin Carol decided to end her life.
Carol was a graduate of Laikipia University.
She had successfully finished a degree program in human resource management before relocating to Nanyuki town in search of work opportunities.
Carol’s life at Laikipia University was a troubled one, to say the least.
She was reckless and with a severe alcohol problem.
Nearly all her campus relationships failed as most men she dated accused her of either infidelity, party addiction or general emotional absence in the relationship.
Twice during her stay at Laikipia University, she appeared before university’s senate disciplinary committee to answer charges on drunkardness and gross miss conduct at the university’s halls of residences.
Carol was fighting bad drug addiction.
She needed money to satisfy her lethal addiction to substance.
It’s during her reckless partying in Laikipia town that my cousin Carol sometimes slept with strangers just for quick cash to purchase her drugs. Sadly, most times, our Carol engaged in unprotected sex with these random men.
Twice, she confessed to me that she had fallen pregnant, without knowing who really was responsible for each of the pregnancy. Sadly, during the two times she had concieved, she had moved with speed to terminate the said pregnancies through (un)safe medical Abortions.
One day,
During her final year at Laikipia University, Carol met a gentleman who Supringly, she decided to settle with.
John was a final year medical student. He too was a student at Laikipia University.
John had fallen deeply in love with Carol despite her glaring struggles with life and morality.
He didn’t care about her alcohol problem. He didn’t care about her drug addiction, he didn’t care about her partying tendencies. All he wanted was to be with her, to love her and to renew her perception about life.
As her cousins, we knew that indeed John was God sent.
That finally, our cousin Carol had finally gotten herself a true gentleman who was going to not only forgive her filthy past life, but also love and care for her unconditionally.
True to his word, John gave Carol his all.
He Selflessly paid for her rehabilitation sessions in Nanyuki and promised to be by her side during her drug recovery journey.
In their relationship, Carol got everything she wanted.
For her 27th birthday, Carol received a brand new car and without a doubt, our sweet cousin Carol begun living life on the first lane.
In John’s eyes, Carol wasn’t a recovering addict with questionable morals, but a queen who deserved all the very best that life had to offer.
Countless number of times, John spoke so highly of Carol. He beamed with the plans of raising a beautiful family with her. He asserted that despite a troubled past, she would blossom to be a perfect wife, a loving mother and ultimately, the cornerstone of a beautiful and blessed family.
2 years into their relationship, something bad happened.
Carol was not able to carry any pregnancy to term.
The first one was miss-carriaged at the seventh month while the second pregnancy had to be surgically terminated as she was severely bleeding internally and doctors advised that if she continued carrying the baby, it would be fatal to her life at the due month.
These two miss-carriages dealt a huge blow to both my cousin Carol and her fiancée John.
Carol felt defeated. She questioned God. At some point, the melt downs were so bad that she contemplated suicide. John experienced a very tough time trying to comfort her from the loss of her two unborn babies. Consequently, he had to bare the demanding task of dealing with the loss of his unborn children and also consoling and renewing the hopes of his torn fiancé Carol. It was indeed a very difficult moment for the two.
Assumptions rose that maybe Carol was paying dearly for the countless Abortions that she had procured during her reckless days at Laikipia University.
Others theorized that the bitchy karma was dealing with her, and that the fruit of her womb had been destroyed long ago when she used to misuse her body for whatever reasons.
Albeit all that, Carol’s Fiancée who was now a full practicing doctor in Nanyuki hospital assured her that all these baby loses were as a result of medical complications and soon, they would get the right medication that would restore the health of her womb and finally enable her to carry a baby to full term.
Sadly, no amount of Consolation would help Carol stop grieving on her two miss-carriages. She spent her days in bed, and with zero zeal to eat. She occasionally cursed and regretted her reckless days back at college.
The good life that her fiancée Dr. John was offering stopped making sense to her. All she wanted was to be alone.
Then the worst happened.
Out of emotional distress, my cousin Carol slipped back into heavy drugs consumption. Upon Dr John going off to work every morning, she would slip out of their Nanyuki home, contact her former drug plugs for a joint or two.
According to Carol, the illegal joints would help her to temporarily escape her painful realities of failed pregnancies.
She soon graduated into sneaking bottles of alcohol into the house. Our Carol was soon high on substance most part of the day. She became so thin and physically frail that her own fiancée felt the alarm.
Attempts to get to a psychiatrist failed terribly.
The sun had finally set on her sanity and she made the most dreaded desicion ever!
Carol decided to break up with Dr. John.
She decided to call it quits and relocate to Nairobi in search of a new life. A life of freedom and singlehood.
She felt that her two miss-carriages had left her ripped apart and she had nothing to offer her fiancée at all.
All she wanted to do was to go away. Far away.
This break-up desicion by Carol completely killed Dr. John inside. This is a lady he had done for everything.
He had literally helped Carol piece up her life at a time when she was living a complete lie. This is a lady he had dreamt of a life with, despite the two painful miss-carriages.
And yet this day, Carol was betraying his undying love for him and choosing to go away.
Dr. John’s world came crushing. He knew better not to try to beg her not to leave. He believed he couldn’t force her into returning his deep love for her.
Though painful, he knew that her mind was made up. The short love story was done and Dusted.
Dr. John was left heartbroken, he could just never love a woman again!
He was left battling the loss of two children and the pains of betrayal.
Fast foward.
My cousin Carol relocated to the busy city in the sun, Nairobi!
She reconnected with old campus friends and begun her life afresh. However empty she felt inside, she was determined to settle into a private life, get a stable job and live a happy fun filled life. She hoped that despite a troubled past and a great sense of loss, the years ahead of her would offer sufficient grace.
Deep in, she knew he had truly heartbroken her Ex fiance, Dr John. But again, her love for the good doctor had drastically ended after her miss carriages. Or so, she had convinced herself.
Despite not wanting to ever date again, deep inside she really wanted to try one last endevour to have a baby. She wanted one of her own, despite having aborted 3 and miscarried 2 babies. She wanted to try one last time, atleast with the option of a sperm donor.
Two years on,
My cousin Carol finally raised the required amount to successfully register for artificial sperm insemination. Lucky for her, her close friends had also gone into an arrangement with an unknown male to potentially come through as a sperm donor for her. Though expensive, all the artificial insemination processes went well and with renewed hope, my cousin Carol was finally going to fulfill her wish of becoming a mom, without a man being in her life.
Carol prayed and hoped that this particular pregnancy would not develop any complications.
This was her last bet with both the fruit of her womb, and with God.
This was her last spirited attempt to make sense of life as a mother, being single not withstanding.
As family, we also prayed with her, and hoped that in the fullness of time, God would come through for her despite a pained past!
October 3rd,Carol went into labor!
This was exactly 8 months and 3 weeks after the artificial insemination.
The monthly clinic visits showed that indeed Carol was carrying a healthy baby and every passing month renewed her hopes of carrying this particular pregnancy to term.
We were happy and excited for her. Friends and family looked foward to that day that she would be taken in for delivery. Every close person crossed their fingers for her.
Finally, in the fullness of time, God was going to bring her to motherhood.
On this afternoon, Carol went into severe labor pain and was rushed to Nairobi hospital by friends.
Upon arrival, the nurses asserted that indeed the baby was due for delivery.
However,
So as to increase the chances of a very safe first time delivery, Carol was recommended to have a C-section instead of the normal delivery. This expert advice from the nurses assured her that everything was going to be okay, at the end.
Carol was booked in for the surgery the same day, 6pm.
That evening, she was wheeled into the theatre room as we waited anxiously at the hospitals waiting Bay.
The labor pains were taking a toll on her. She was screaming with pain while praying to God to accord her a safe delivery.
As she waited on the suggery bed for the 2 natal surgeons to arrive, her nurses encouraged her to relax and that in no time, she would be a proud mother to a bouncing baby girl.
6:20pm
The two surgeons walked in the surgery rooms to kick start the delivery process.
As a standard procedure, the doctors first had to introduced themselves to her.
As they were introducing themselves, Carol immediately recognized the lead surgeon for her delivery process, Dr. John! Her Ex fiance!
Dr. John had been transfered to Nairobi hospital from Nanyuki level 3 hospital the previous week.
Written by Socrates