My fate is not a person.I would like to share with you about my faith with and illness. On a drizzling evening my friends and i went to the cover the beds in the paediatrics ward..all of us were allocated beds indifferent cubicles, to make it fair and everyone can see an acute (something that just happen suddenly) case..a chronic (something that has been there for sometime..has remitted and now relapse..or now coming in with complications) case..a critical ( a matter of life and death for the poor child) case to get a range of illnesses.
there were 7 of us so each covered 3 or 4 beds.
A surprise to me..i had to cover 3 beds..located at different parts of the ward..and all were Febrile Fits ( This means the child is fitting because he is having very high fever usually among children of ages 3 months to 6 years). All of which were two year olds and weigh 10 kilos
It was fate..
a friend told me..' i think its your jodoh'
: if only febrile fits was a person..i would be married to him soon.
i now introduce u to Mr and Mrs F. Fits
: if only it was dowry.. i would be getting trays and trays of management of febrile fits
: if only i had a western wedding.. all my flower girls and ring bearer would have a history of febrile fits
: if only i wanted a new car.. the front rail of the bonet would be engraved with FF.The boot would be labelled as Fits 1.8
: if only it was a housing area.. it would be Fitting Gardens
ffff Farah Fated Febrile Fits ffff
