ZUCIYA. . . (COMPLETE) By Khadija Muhd Shitu.txt
<p> </p><p>They knocked on the door, and a voice inside said, “Come in.” They entered with a greeting and bowed slightly to show respect. Dr. Magaji responded warmly, appreciating their respect. He pointed to some chairs, and they all sat down.</p><p>Dr. Magaji began, “Alhamdulillah, it’s Monday, the foundation of the workweek. Today, you officially begin your duties. I hope you’ll carry out your tasks with sincerity and dedication. I want to emphasize patience and perseverance, as this job requires them. This is a profession of care, and you must show sympathy towards all patients—whether rich or poor, whether of the same faith or not. That’s the only way to achieve your goals and earn great rewards from Allah (SWT). Always respect those who are older than you and avoid being nurses who shout at patients. I hope you’ll take this advice to heart.”</p><p>In unison, they replied, “In shaa Allah, we will be honest, trustworthy, and committed to providing care to every patient within our capacity.”</p><p>Dr. Magaji smiled and said, “May Allah bless your lives and guide you.”</p><p>“Ameen,” they all responded.</p><p>Just then, the staff member who handles patient records walked in with a stack of files. After greeting Dr. Magaji, he placed the files on the table and left. Patients began coming in one by one to discuss their issues with the doctor while Janan and her colleagues observed.</p><p>A woman came in and explained her symptoms to Dr. Magaji. He turned to Janan and her group and asked, “My dear team, who can tell me the issue with this woman?”</p><p>There was silence until Aisha spoke up, “She’s dealing with appendix problems.”</p><p>Dr. Magaji nodded in agreement. The woman clutched her chest and exclaimed, “Appendix? Are you saying I need surgery?” She burst into tears.</p><p>Zainab approached her, placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, and said, “Calm down. It’s not certain that surgery will be required. Worrying too much can lead to high blood pressure.” The woman wiped her tears and asked, “So, Doctor, what should I do now?”</p><p>Dr. Magaji looked at Janan, signaling her to answer. Janan confidently replied, “First, you’ll be examined. If the appendix hasn’t worsened or enlarged, you’ll be given medications to dissolve it. However, if it’s already enlarged, surgery will be necessary to remove it. If it bursts inside you, it can damage your intestines and other internal organs.”</p><p>“Excellent!” Dr. Magaji praised her. He directed the woman to lie on a bed for examination. After completing the tests, he assured her, “It hasn’t grown large yet. I’ll prescribe some medications, and you’ll return in two months. If it’s dissolved by then, that’s fine. Otherwise, we’ll proceed with surgery.” He handed her the prescription, and she left, thanking him and blessing the nurses.</p><p>Moments later, the record officer rushed in and said, “Doctor, there’s a woman in critical condition!”</p><p>Dr. Magaji quickly stood up and instructed Janan and the others to bring a stretcher and follow him. They hurriedly fetched the stretcher and went after him. Upon reaching the woman, they saw she was unconscious and bleeding heavily. Janan, seeing the blood, shut her eyes as her body began trembling. She froze, unable to focus, repeatedly murmuring, “Innalillahi wa inna ilaihi raji’un.”</p><p>Dr. Magaji noticed her state and directed Aisha and the others to lift the woman onto the stretcher. They complied and pushed her swiftly, following him into the operating room.</p><p>Inside, Dr. Magaji started looking for the patient’s file, but it wasn’t there. Frustrated, he exclaimed, “Ya Salaam! Her file isn’t here, and creating a new one will take time.”</p><p>He turned to Janan and said, “Go to the storeroom where patient files are kept. Look for Halima Adam’s file. If you don’t find it, bring all the files under ‘H.’” Janan nodded and rushed out.</p><p>At the storeroom, she searched but couldn’t find the file. She gathered all the ‘H’ files and hurried back, her eyes filled with tears, shaken by the patient’s condition. The files were so many that they obstructed her view.</p><p>Suddenly, she collided with someone, scattering all the files onto the floor. Annoyed, she raised her voice, “Are you blin—” She stopped mid-sentence, realizing the person was about to say, “What the…”</p><p> </p><p> </p>
