A NIGHT IN JUNE….

Pel Opeodu.
2 min readApr 27, 2022

I was wheezing in bed,

It was fast paced,

Big pain, My chest were tight

I legit thought this was it.

It was so unexpected.

I couldn’t move, I couldn’t lift myself off the bed, it had continued from one side to another,

I didn’t know which position to lie down In.

Then it stopped suddenly,

And then I grabbed my phone messaged my mom and aunt and said I think I have covid.

They thought I was joking,

I mean I see it. Not that I’m joking, but why it was unbelievable, I was the most careful, I didn’t step foot outside except to buy groceries but even at that, I wasn’t near anyone up to 15 steps close to me.

So how could i have had covid ?!

All of a sudden it started again,

This time it was more and more intense,

I thought I was having a heart attack and my time on earth was up.

I was sad, saying it can’t be, cause I was yet to leave my mark on the world.

It lasted a while, I was in agony.

Crying tears,

For I was alone in a very small student room with just a bathroom and a desk,

About three buildings away from the reception,

And many flights and kilometres to walk.

I was in deep agony.

It lasted through the night,

At 3 am I gathered the courage to get up,

Still in pains that I wasn’t walking straight,

Ambulance refused to come.

I was told to sit it through,

And wait till the sun comes up,

Till the morning blues,

I was booked an appointment,

And ended up going,

To be diagnosed with ‘Acid Reflux/GERD’.

It was the most confusing thing.

What was that ?

How ?

I couldn’t eat,

It was messing me up.

Its been two years,

I’m still battling with the aftermath,

The GERD,

Trying to find a solution,

To control my diet,

Sometimes I figure something out,

and it’s not it,

it’s draining,

I have to go back to the drawing board,

And then I figure another food item out,

And my guardian disagrees with me,

And respectfully, I have to question..

‘Will you know my body more than I will ?’

I know how i react to it,

and it’s not pleasant,

it’s hell, like one should enjoy rather than dwindle in pains,

But that food stuff, is a very hard one.

One that is not easy to get rid of,

For it is in a lot of foods,

especially Nigerian cuisines,

But I get inflamed every time I take it.

But that is just one food item,

Sigh…

So, here’s to figuring it out,

To being healthy,

And sharing my journey.

Cheers !

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Pel Opeodu.

26, Believer, Attorney. - Baring all in transparency, storytelling my all and my faith foremost. Writing my true essence of self-expression.Hey there!