Thursday In House News

  Hailings.....

THURSDAY MEMO

Hmmmmmmm.....na wah!

Hope everyone is OK´? I am at the dentist to fill a tooth so if enabling comment is late just keep commenting when they finish filling i go approve the comments..........

I dont know how to run after anyone for work especially as this work get as e be and i will fight you for sending nonsense or being late when i am not late to pay and i try to pay well.....

So my offer to Oki is cancelled, when i have the money to gift her i will let her know.I cancelled my offer because since the day i announced it i have been waiting for her to message me to ask what i want her to send and how to go about it but she dd not contact me at all on email or via whatsapp...I have been checking my spam messages and shes not in there...This is a red flag for me so let her forget it.........Since she wont be working for me I will only gift her half of what she needs.....That is fair enough....

Hmmm i am still thinking of all the confessions online going on and all i can say shakingly is na waaaaaa.....what!!!!

Who are the people asking after Dante and why hes not commenting? what is wrong with you people? Is he not an adult?he will come back commenting if he wants to so stop asking after him as if you miss him..if you miss him then say so but let him be.....Let it not be that i didnt ask......''Dante i hope that you are doing OK?'' Stay well and stay outta harms way......God bless...

Hugs to everyone......

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SAD STORY
My neighbor went into labor yesterday and honestly… it was one of the scariest things I’ve ever witnessed.
We were all woken up by a loud scream from their apartment. Not the normal kind of noise you ignore and turn to the other side… this one forced you out of bed.
My husband and I didn’t even think twice, we rushed there immediately.
When we got in, the woman was already in serious pain, crying, shouting, holding her stomach like her life depended on it.

Her husband was beside her, rubbing her back, looking worried but somehow… not worried enough.
My husband quickly ran back inside to get his phone so he could book a ride to the hospital.
Within a few minutes, the ride arrived.
That was when everything changed.
The husband said, very calmly,
“No, we are not going to the hospital. My wife will give birth at home.”
For a second, nobody even spoke.
I thought maybe he was joking.
“Give birth at home… how?” I asked.
He said he had already called a nurse and a midwife, that they were on their way.
At that point, confusion and fear just settled in my chest.
Because labor doesn’t just happen out of nowhere. There are signs. And true to that, he said she had been having small contractions since afternoon. They even called the nurse earlier, and she said she wasn’t fully ready yet.
Still… something didn’t sit right.
We begged him.
My husband even said, “If na money be the issue, no worry, I go handle am.”
But the man stood his ground.
Meanwhile, the woman herself… in between pain and tears… was begging.
“Please… take me to the hospital…”
But he refused.
“She’s a strong woman. God will not let anything happen.”
That sentence… I don’t think I’ll ever forget it.
After some time, the nurse and midwife finally came.
From the moment they entered, I don’t know why, but my heart just dropped. The way they were talking, the way they were handling things… it didn’t feel reassuring.
They laid her down and started checking her. They put her on drip and began giving instructions.
“Push.”
She tried.
One push… two pushes… and you could already see she was losing strength.
Then one of them said,
“Madam, you better push o, your pikin go die o.”
That kind of pressure on someone already in pain…
She tried again, but her body was already tired.
At some point, her eyes started closing.
The nurse hit her laps hard and shouted,
“Open your eyes! If you don’t want to die, push!”
I felt so uncomfortable. So helpless.
My husband and I kept begging the man again, “Please, let’s go to the hospital.”
But he didn’t listen.
Instead, he moved to one corner, lifted his hands, and started praying… speaking in tongues…
Then suddenly, she started bleeding.
The bleeding was too much.
The room went quiet for a second, then panic followed.
The same nurse that was shouting before started looking confused.
They were trying different things, but nothing was working.
Then she rushed to the husband.
“Oga… this one don pass us. Make we go hospital. She go need CS.”
That was around 1am.
And that was when reality finally hit.
We tried to get another ride, but it wasn’t easy at that time. The first one had already left.
Those minutes felt too long.
The woman was no longer moving the same way. No more strength. No more shouting.
Just… still.
I remember looking at her and quietly praying in my heart, “God, abeg… just save her.”
It took about 40 minutes before we finally got another ride.
By then… I didn’t even know if she was still alive.
They carried her into the car, the husband, the nurse, and the midwife went with her. There was no space for us.
The compound suddenly became too quiet.
That kind of silence that doesn’t feel normal.
I couldn’t sleep that night.
I kept thinking about her face… her voice… the way she was begging.
I kept praying, “God, please let them make it. Even if it’s just the woman… please.”
Early the next morning, my husband and I rushed to the hospital.
And that was where we heard it.
Both the woman… and the baby… didn’t make it.
Ah.
I didn’t even know when my body went cold.
Everything just felt… empty.
Then I saw the husband sitting somewhere, crying.
But honestly… I just stood there looking at him.
And as I stood there looking at him, one question kept running through my mind,
Why?
Why would a man keep his wife at home in that condition?
And no matter how I try to look at it… I couldn’t help the feeling that this whole thing could have been avoided.
That somehow… his decision cost her life.
Written by Jemima Gaji

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