Sir Dr. Peter Odili and wife Mary |
By Fred Iwenjora
Former Governor of Rivers state Sir, Dr Peter Otunuya Odili turned 73 years on August 15, 1948.
FRED IWENJORA explores his life and times as contained in his
book; Conscience and History, My Story
with special emphasis on how he met his amiable wife Justice Mary Odili, loved
her at first sight and the drama during the arrival of their first child Adaeze.
Enjoy the respected physician in his own words as we burrow
through one of the chapters in the book; Mary
and I building our family.
He writes “I have always had this culture of “impatience for time wasted on queues”, especially for food, moreso if it was avoidable. And so by the time I became a medical student at the Enugu campus of the University of Nigeria this attitude had become a habit. I was either amongst the ‘1st XI’ at the dining hall or amongst the last ’X1’.
On this fateful
afternoon in 1972, at about 1.30pm while killing time in a lecture room on the
first floor of the science building, studying and waiting to do last ‘XI’
lunch, three girls walked into the lecture hall. The chatting and giggling caught my attention
and I looked up from my Physiology book.
My eyes fell on one of the girls and something snapped in me and I said
to myself “this is your wife”. I had
never seen her before that moment and had no idea who she was. I watched them drop their books to ‘colonise’
seats for their afternoon lectures.
Again this was the practice on campus those post-civil war years. Due to the paucity of facilities and infrastructure,
lecture halls were shared between various disciplines and there were not enough
seats for all the students, so to be sure of good seat upfront, serious
students had to go in advance of the lectures and secure seats with their
books. The three girls took no notice of
the young man who was gazing at one of them.
They left the hall having secured seats for whatever lecture it was they
were programmed for. I immediately
walked up to where they had placed their books and opened the one placed by this
unknown ‘angel’ that had me transfixed at first sight. I saw her names – Mary
Nzenwa – Faculty of Law, instantly internalized the information and went back
to my seat. I could not concentrate
anymore on what I was studying before the entrance of the three girls. I closed
my book happily and was consumed with thoughts of this little angel Mary that
my heart told me shall be my wife, even after, I silently watched Mary for the
next three and half years without her knowing or even suspecting. The Enugu campus was a relatively small place
and it was easy to shadow anyone of interest.
I monitored Mary, I gathered all basic necessary information about her,
but made no moves whatsoever to approach her.
“Like all things
of destiny one fateful evening an old CKC friend Papp Alumona who was a law
student on campus requested my company for a birthday party of one of his
colleagues in their faculty – I obliged, it turned out that Alumona had in his
company, his girlfriend and her roommate who turned out to be my dream girl
‘Mary’. You can imagine the internal excitement I felt at this unforeseen,
unplanned and fortuitous coincidence. Mary and I met for the first time and got
introduced to each other. We clicked. The ‘bug’ I had harboured for three and half
years also caught her that night. Our
chemistry ‘jived’, we bonded. Nature, time, and opportunity met at destiny’s
door. We both fell instantly in LOVE, and got married 18 months
after. We have remained in love ever
since. This is our 36½ years in love
non-stop and connubial bliss for 35 years. Mary was then in her final year as a
law student. She graduated from the faculty
of law, and proceeded to the Law school in Lagos 1976/77 while I was in my final
year in medicine. We graduated about the
same time, me from medicine and she from the law school. I commenced my internship at the University of
Benin Teaching Hospital (U.B.T.H.) in July 1977 while she was posted to
Ministry of Justice Abeokuta, Ogun State for her NYSC programme. By 26th August 1977 we got married
at Oredo Local Government council Registry Benin, Edo State after one month as
a house officer and Mary’s one month as NYSC member.
“Anyone familiar
with marriage to an Mbaise girl would find this story hard to believe because
getting married to an Mbaise girl is probably the most expensive marriage in
Nigeria. My Late father in-law was a
very extra ordinary and noble gentleman.
His kind doesn’t happen commonly and not many are privileged to be as
lucky as I am to have had him as my father in-law. Once Mary spoke to her parents about me,
because of their love for her and their confidence in her judgement, I was
accepted without any of the usual traditional protocols. I simply made the traditional initial
introductory visit with a few bottles of drink.
When I enquired about details of the real traditional rites, my father
in-law simply said to me that I should not be in a hurry because I would need a
few years to be able to cope with the cost implications of that. He said it was not a business for a one month
old graduate. He was right and
gracious. When we finally performed the
full rites in 1982, it was clear that the Royal Father knew what he was talking
about. We were ready and fulfilled the
traditional rites in style and pomp but in full appreciation of the magnanimity
and greatness of the mind, attitude and disposition of my father in-law HRH Eze
(Barr.) B.S.C. Nzenwa. Over the years we became so close that I regarded him as
a father, firend, confidant and political guide.
DRAMA
Odili delves into
the drama that heralded the arrival of their first daughter beginning with a
difficult Chief Inspector who doubted their marriage to effect a reposting to
Benin. According to him “the ground was now set for the building of a new
nuclear family of Mary and Peter Odili by end of August 1977. We tried to arrange the transfer of Mary’s
posting to Benin City from Abeokuta but had to grapple with the reluctance of a
difficult Chief Inspector, a Mr. Shoyege who even had the impudence of doubting
the veracity of our marriage certificate.
Anyway, we eventually secured a transfer for Mary with a four month
extension for frequent trips out of Abeokuta to Benin City. We were glad and relieved to be together in
Benin City and saved the risk of me traveling after call-duties. Mary finished
her NYSC service in September 1978 as I was starting mine, but luckily at
University of Benin Teaching Hospital (UBTH) Benin City. It was convenient for us to then settle down
for the next on year together under one roof in UBTH which became our first
home as husband and wife. Adaeze our
first child arrived one month ahead of schedule on the 19th of July
1979, a new family was fully born.
“However, before
Ada came. Mary and I went through a
nightmarish experience as a young couple.
Mary was pregnant for what could have been our first, in early
1978. At her 26th week of pregnancy,
a week after her antenatal clinic visit, without any premonition, she had a
full blown eclampsia and was in a coma for 3 days. It took God’s Grace and the extreme
professional commitment of the staff of University of Benin Teaching Hospital
Obstetrics and Gynecology (UBTH O & G) department to save her life. We lost the baby but I was grateful to God
for sparing Mary.
Young Dr. Peter
Odili had made up his mind early to pursue the practice of his course of study
as soon as he got qualified. He narrates that; “by August 1979, as I was
concluding my NYSC assignment in UBTH, I secured employment at Hebgreen Medical
and Dental Centre in Port-Harcourt, having made up my mind to go home to my
State of origin, Rivers, and get into the private medical sector. This decision was not as easy as it sounds
because in the course of two years of work in UBTH I had made good impressions
on my consultants and so had offers for residency programmes from the
departments of Obstetrics & Gynaecology, Medicine and Psychiatry. Rejecting
these offers from a centre of excellence as UBTH at that time, was neither easy
to make nor easy to understand by others.
But I was clear in my mind about what I wanted to do with my medical
career and the future. So, I headed home
to PH and started work as a staff physician on a monthly salary of N1,000 at
Hebgreen Medical and Dental Centre, 130 Bonny Street, Port-Harcourt under the
Late Dr. H.E.B. Green, a very fine gentleman, dental consultant and physician
–at ex-military officer.
Mary was now a nursing mother with Adaeze just a few weeks old and so I had to quickly arrange for them to join me in Port Harcourt, immediately, by the end of September 1979 had settled down fully in Port Harcourt.
THE BIRTH OF PAMO
“Within my first month of stay in Port Harcourt, I took a survey of the medical facilities available in the city and my findings informed my advice to my dear wife to be extremely careful about our domestic hygiene and health related issues. By April 1980 I was compelled by principle to voluntarily resign my appointment with Hebgreen. I then set up a new practice under the supervision of Late Dr. James Ene Henshaw (a retired director of medical services in Rivers State), as the clinician in charge. This was the birth of what later became Pamo clinics (acronym for Peter Adaeze Mary and Others) when I attained the then statutory post qualification age of 5 years for independent private practice by 1982 in a rented flat of N4,800.00 p.a. the floor tiles of which I personally laid. The first year was very tough. Mary and I had to judiciously apply every kobo that we could save from the practice and from her meager monthly salary of N320 to sustain the practice. By 1984, PAMO Clinics and Hospitals Group became a Limited Liability Company and had earned her first million naira and had become one of the best-run private hospitals in Port Harcourt, if not the best.
“Our three other
children Chinelo, Peter and Njideka were born at nearly equal time spacing of
between 15-18 months in between births, By Mary’s 52nd birthday she
had become the happy mother of 4 kids.
All were delivered by caesarean birth at the UBTH Benin- City except for
our last child Njide who was delivered at Prof. Ajabor’s Anita Summit Hospital
Benin City. All our kids were delivered
by Prof. F.M.E. Diejomah. This implied
of course that we were travelling from Port Harcourt to Benin City for
ante-natal care and delivery between 1980 and 1984, a clear testament of our
faith in the staff and facilities at the UBTH at the time, especially Prof.
F.M.E. Diejomah and the O & G department of UBTH. The years between 1980 and 1984 were very
busy and laborious for us, raising our lovely kids, Mary working hard as a
magistrate and me building the practice that had become a reference centre in
town with not less than 3 teaching hospital consultants popping in on a daily
basis to see special patients and partake in the daily pounded yam lunch that
Mary personally prepared with her special fresh fish Nsala soup (an Ndoni
special treat) and other soups.
This period saw
us grow from a young struggling couple to comfortable young millionaire parents
of 4 kids and employers of labour, owners of a country home, purpose – built
hospital and staff quarters. We
graduated from self-driven Lada car to a brand new Mercedes Bens 200
air-conditioned and tinted glasses, metallic green colour imported in December
1981. Mary also had her official car and
driver. We had, by the Grace of God,
arrived, as the saying goes and had become a source of help and succor to our
extended family relations and friends.
One of the remarkable turning points in our affairs and the progress of
our hospital during this period was the rapid growth in patient attendance
following our offer of free treatment to all staff and students of Catholic
Institute of West Africa (CIWA) at its inception in 1981 under the Rectorship
of monsignor Ezeanya, later Archbishop of blessed memory. This was in response to the appeal by the
rector to CKC Onitsha Old Boys Association PH for support to the
insatiate. The rector was an old student
of CKC. We volunteered this free service
as our personal contribution to CIWA, and we believe God in response blessed
PAMO.
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