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Re: Break a leg

It a seems my broken ankle has taken a backseat to my blogging challenge. That’s probably because the challenge gives me a focus and distracts me from the pain.

My ankle still hurts and is swollen in places but I can walk around with it unsupported over a short distance. Just within my compound though. I’m yet to take a step out of it.

I can handle my house chores now. I cooked rice and fish stew this morning while my neighbours were in church. I can’t stand still for long but I manage. The only difficulty I have now is carrying a bucket of water from the tap to the bathroom. Can’t carry anything heavy. I still need help for.

I’m mending well afterall. I’ll be ready for a soccer match in a week.

Just kidding.

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20 facts You Should Know About Me

This is the day 2 of 30 days blogging challenge. This is a list of 20 facts about me. It’s in no way exhaustive.

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1. I come from a very Catholic family. A little less highhanded now we’re no longer kids.

2. I have three younger sisters but I’ve always wanted an older brother.

3. I rarely call my mother even though I love her and she’s the best mum in the whole world. She always believes I (should?) call her only when I want something from her. I don’t call her for her own good. Less worry for her.

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4. I got admitted to university at 16. I used to think that was pretty special until another girl was admitted who wasn’t even 16 yet. Talk about premature babies skipping grades.

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5.I have a bachelor’s in Public Administration but I think I should have been a lawyer. Or a policy
advocate. Or an ambassador.

6. I’ve only ever had 3 female friends I confide in. I didn’t used to be a very confiding person. And one’s getting married soon.

7. My parents don’t understand me. They don’t understand why I don’t want what they want for me – get a job, get married, have kids. I want more than that out of life. What else is new?

8. I’m a romantic at heart but I have a distrust for anyone who offers that. That shit ain’t real. Yeah, I know. Very messed up.

9. I feel like I was born in the wrong country. Or in the wrong century.

10. I love to read. Mostly fiction. I can read anything. Except maybe a college science paper.

11. I bought my first laptop over a year ago to learn graphics but I’m yet to start. I’m lazy that way.

12. I can stay up all night watching movies and shows but try to pray a half-hour and I fall asleep.

13. I’m enjoying living alone. I’ve dreamed about it a long, long time.

14. How can anyone want to have only two? I want to have 5 kids. Anybody else thinks that’s a lot? Get in line!

15. I’m working towards starting my own business by the end of my service year. Wish me luck.

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16. In my spare time, I make bead jewelry and bags. I have a plan to turn it into a money making venture.

17. I’m a very good cook. My momma taught me well.

18. I haven’t accomplished half the things I planned to accomplish at 25.

19. I have no idea why I’m blogging. I just like doing it.

20. I sometimes get scared about what the future holds for me. Anyone else feels that way?

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I AM BLAQ: MY blog name

Today’s the day one of the 30 day blogging challenge. Let’s talk about my blog name.

I don’t think I’ve thought about the significance of my blog name until now. I started my blog the day I came across a review of WordPress and I didn’t really think deep about the significance of a blog name. I named it that and haven’t looked back since.

But why Blaq?
Blaq isn’t my given name. Far from it. Right from my childhood, I was called different variations of it – blackie, blacky, black, black girl. It all revolved around my skin color. That’s a lot for people to call you that when you’re living in a black country.

And like my white boyfriend tried to take offence on my behalf, it isn’t racist where I come from. We’re all black here. Some darker than others. It was a way to differentiate me from the rest. You could even call it special. Afterall, black is beautiful.

I got called that a lot in university that I unconsciously adopted the name for myself in the form of blaq when I made it my Facebook name.

That’s all it is. My blog name is a proclamation of who I am to the world.

I AM BLAQ

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Break a leg day 2

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Turns out I didn’t. Have a good sleep last night I mean. I was really running crazy. Couldn’t sleep from the pain. It was just too much for me. I think I just surpassed my pain threshold. The pills weren’t working. Not even close. It was so bad I had to untie the bandage. I think it was too tight. I knew my ankle would be swollen in the morning but I preferred to get some sleep. I’ll think about my ankle in the morning.

And I did. My neighbours, especially my fellow corps members, came to check on me in the morning. All 8 of them at one time or another starting from as early as 6am.

One cooked breakfast for me – instant noodles and boiled egg; another swept my room; another prepared my bath water, another got me something stronger for the pain and the last of them massaged the ankle and retied the bandages again. Then I was left all alone. They all had to be somewhere.

While I still can’t walk (I hop on the good foot), I feel better than I did yesterday. I got doctors in the house. Friends too. Let’s see what the day holds.

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Break a leg day

I broke my ankle this evening getting out of a cab in front of my building. Can you believe that? Getting out of a cab of all things. An everyday activity we seemingly take for granted.

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But then I had to brave it and get inside. I had to lay me down cos I was suddenly very dizzy and having cold sweats. Is that normal anyone?

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After a couple hours my ankle was as ripe and swollen as a watermelon. I knew I had to get it looked after. I’ve always thought I was lucky to be living nearly across the street from a federal medical centre but alas not! You know why? The freaking doctors just had to be on strike. Talk about UNLUCKY!

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A friend drove me a little ways off to a private hospital that claims to operate 24hours. But we had to wait for the doctor to arrive from wherever he went to. A couple hours later, the nurse had to inform us that the doctor couldn’t make it and we should check back in the morning. Arrrrrrggggghhhhhhh!!!!

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I guess in the grand scheme of things a broke ankle, hopefully just sprained, isn’t high up there in the list of emergencies. Maybe he would have MADE it if I was about to drop triplets prematurely. Maybe not even then. Who knows? These doctors.

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So we had to head to a medicine store to buy pain killers and some mentholated ointment (turned to be ointment for skin infection) from a third rate quack but what’s a girl got to do when she’s in pain.

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By the time we got home, my feet couldn’t touch the ground. It was just too painful to even think about trying. Guess what happened? As soon the gateman opened the gates I asked him, “Can you carry me?” Not particularly serious about it either. He responded, “How much?” I said “Help a girl out! I broke my ankle.” He was shocked but he just turned his back and piggybacked me and let me off at my door.

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And then he went on to go tell all the other 8 tenants about my predicament. And they all trooped into my room to offer their condolences. Talk about cuteness. Awwwww.

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It was sweet.

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But I’m still in pain! 

Even after eating some bread with a bottle of milk drink and taking my pills. I hope I can sleep tonight.

PS: I’ve been exceptionally cold since this happened over three hours ago. Can anyone tell me if that’s normal? I’d appreciate it.

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The day after

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I got a couple hundred birthday wishes on Facebook, less than that in actuality but then no one has a thousand friends outside Facebook. Or do you?

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Anyway, despite my lack of celebration, it was a wonderful day. When we got back from CDS (it’s a weekly compulsory thingy for Corps Members), Lizzy, friend and senior corps member, cooked a delicious fish jollof rice with hardboiled egg which she served with a bottle of Malt drink.

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So in essence we had us a little indoor party in her apartment and then topped it off with moviefest. We watched 3 movies – Matilda, Next Friday and Pitch Perfect 2.

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Did I mention how great this was? There was no electricity. She had to turn on her generator just so we could watch movies well into the night.

It wasn’t the birthday I dreamed of but it was much better than I prepared for.

And thanks to everybody that wished me well. May you all get your wishes. I love you all.