There are times in life when we just get to experience some situations that we feel we need some kind of special treatment or medical attention, but in the end it's not really a medical issue, it's just about trying to find what's best for us in those moments and then get those things done.
At times it might be just missing out on some regular activities then we feel empty somehow, the emptiness being as a result of not getting those things in place when they should. Then our body system will begin to react somehow towards that thing. The very moment we get that thing done we feel light and free.
I remember a time when I had to travel for my NYSC in the far east. I haven’t been there ever in my life, so I began to have different thoughts and imagination in my head. I kept on wondering what the place would look like, would it be a place that would suit me or not. All of these were picked up in my head, and the next day, I appeared ill.
I thought the illness was just a headache or malaria. I asked a pharmacist for advice on what to use, and then I used it, but there were no changes. I felt the headache was not from anywhere or a malaria illness, but the thought of not knowing where I was traveling to.
Immediately we began the journey, my body felt lighter, and the fun trip, and all other things along the way. Then, from the gists I heard about those who knew about the place, I realized it’s somewhere I can adapt to. The headache erased the moment our driver got to the state border. It was a beautiful state. My mind fell at peace.
When I needed money to cure my illness.
I think money, they say, is the cause of all evil and also the key to a successful missionary. The power money holds at times is enough as a cure to a lot of illnesses some people are facing, and from there, they keep experiencing different kinds of illnesses due to a lack of money.
There was a time in my second year at the university. I have exams in two days and I don't even have money to transport to school, not to mention finding something to eat when I get to school. I was still fine since I had a day in between.
The next day, I just got this sickness from nowhere, I couldn’t even get up from my bed, badly hungry, and my body began to shake like I was having a cold. All of my roommates were already in school. I was left stranded at home. I thought I would die that day. 😂.
Then, all of a sudden, it was like God sent an angel down to me that day. I received an alert on my phone, and I was on my last battery percentage. Wow!! Someone just sent me 3000 naira. And I never asked anyone. Seeing the alert alone, I didn't know when I threw away the cloth I used to cover up my body because of the cold.
I couldn’t stand it before, but I jumped from my bed and went straight to my bag, got my atm card and headed to withdraw the money. After that, I prepared a good meal, ate, and then relaxed for some time before preparing to go to school. It was after I finished the exam that I remembered to thank my brother for the money, and I let him know that the money came in at the best and right timing. I thought I was gravely sick, but lack of money was my illness.
This is my response to the HIVE LEARNERS weekly prompt in the hive-learners community for the Week 174 Edition 3, and the topic to be discussed is NO MORE MEDICATION.
