HONEYMOON PALSY

HONEYMOON PALSY

Rina woke up to kisses being plastered all over her face. She gave a soft smile and sighed in content, she had no idea this was what this life would bring and to be honest she dreaded returning back to her reality. I mean, she eloped, what did you expect?

Her toes curled and she allowed herself to be dragged under the ecstasy her new husband, “Festus” involved her.

Moving slightly, she moaned allowing herself to get a better view of his toned chest.

“Careful tiger” Festus chuckled, rubbing her lips softly with his index finger. “I brought you breakfast, you should eat, I’m going to wash up”

Rina nodded, still not able to take her eyes off him till he left the room and gave a content sigh. She turned her eyes to the bedside table and saw it laden with food; lots of food.

A laugh escaped her lips and she sat up, arms preparing to carry the tray.

“Ouch” she withdrew her right hand immediately, a sharp pain radiated up her arm. She straightened her arm in front of her and saw her wrist bend in front of her. 

What was this? 

She couldn’t straighten her wrist and there was serious pain radiating up her arm. 

A tear slipping from her eye, she rubbed at it angrily. 

The consequences of their actions has caught up with her. Her parents must have noticed and called someone who did this to her, she wasn’t going to be the daughter they wanted, so why not live her life the way she wanted.

Festus came into the bedroom and looked at her.

“You didn’t eat your food” he stared at her softly.

“That’s because I can’t use my hand. My parents probably did this” she gestured to her right hand with her left. 

Festus scrunched his eyebrows, he had no idea as to why Rina’s hand was looking like that.

“We need to get a shaman. And to think they chose my dominant hand!” Another tear fell and she rubbed at it again exasperated.

“I’m not certain it is a shaman’s work, but let’s get to the hospital first”

“The hospital will be a useless place. I know my parents”

“And I know we wouldn’t get any Shaman here. So let’s get medical advice at least. Can you use your left or should I feed you?”

“Apart from the obvious pain in my hand when I move it, that seem to cause a never-ending pain, I’m fine” she spoke with gritted teeth.

“I’m not sure, but I think this should work”.

15 minutes later, Rina sat in her Husband’s truck jolting from one place to another as he drove to connect them from their cabin to the main roads. Her arm in a makeshift cast, she was sure she looked a sight. Only because her cast was made of the duct tape Festus wrapped around her.

 “Please wait a while, the doctor will see you in 15 minutes” The redhead nurse who made her pass through the mini evil of the hospitals, telling her to do all sort of tests informed them.

Rina had always thought that it was only because the waiting room will be less full when everyone was mandated to go for one test or the other.

She wasn’t really a fan of hospitals herself, her parents being their tribe chiefs, she used mainly herbs as so many of her tribe until she met Festus.

She checked her watch, over 40 minutes spent here already. She sighed in impatience, snorting lightly as Festus ran a finger over her affected hand. He’d been quiet since the nurse removed the duct tape and everyone else had been staring.

 

“The doctor will see you now” The redhead gestured to them.

“Your X-ray shows possible signs of a nerve compression”

Rina snorted, they could say what they wanted, she needed a Shaman.

The doctor looked over at her, “This is characterized by weakness in the gripping objects. Hold this pencil for me”

Rina took the pencil, she couldn’t! 

“Don’t try to forcefully straighten your wrist, you can’t, difficulty also in straightening the elbow, am I right?”

Rina nodded her head frantically, he was stating all the things she currently felt.

“My diagnosis is Erm—Honeymoon palsy. It is caused by one’s partner resting in a sleeping position over a particular hand causing extreme pressure on the Radial nerve. That is on lateral surface of your forearm.”

“What cam we do to fix this?” Festus asked, looking pained.

“ Let’s watch it for a while and then I will prescribe some NSAID’S if needed. It doesn’t seem too serious to undergo a surgical decompression, but you should religiously try the first method I mentioned”. 

“Thank you” Rina coughed lightly, for once she would believe a doctor.

 

Writer Details:Temidayo✍️

Location:Ekiti State University,Ado Ekiti,Nigeria🇳🇬.