I made bank...literally.
This time three years ago, the Hubs was asking where my faith
was. He couldn’t understand why i wasn't mostly thankful for safe delivery and for the birth of
a healthy baby. I was thankful for safe delivery, thankful for my ‘ada’ but i
need only to remember that i have been discharged since the 15th and that my really tiny,
tomato-red baby was still on admission and i’m bursting into fresh tears. I knew
yellow skin meant jaundice. Red skin was what floored me. When i heard lupus
erythematosus being bandied around by the doctors, i knew it was time to re-negotiate
with God.
The Hubs said she would pull through. Her attending doctor
said she was a fighter. Three years later, i believe them. Introducing ’Zitera Uloaku at 3. Industry name ~ Zizi Banks. I
told y’all i made bank. Haha.