God punish that genotype condition called AS!
    When I was much younger, I had my life all planned out. Graduate, NYSC, master's, marriage all to be achieved by the age of 23. Funny enough, I graduated from the university at the age of 19, NYSC at 20, got a good job when I was almost 22 and I thought to myself, aha! Just masters and marriage remaining that's all.  And that was when the real trouble komoko started.
     My first real boyfriend, A, wanted us to get married sharp sharp because he felt when I go for NYSC,  someone else would realise the precious jewel inside of me and take me away from him. Then we had our blood sample taken. Both of us were AS carriers. He was crushed but I didn't take it to heart so much because I felt, hey! am still young, others would come.
        5 years down the line, more than *thousands* of asking of my hand in marriage by prospective suitors. I have seriously dated quite a number of them but the ones I have felt something for are just bladdy* carriers like moi.
       This has in turn made me so scared. As a buruful nwada, I desire to get married and have children and also pursue my dreams. But uncle AS is standing in my way. The experience that pierced me so much recently was there was this cute guy I met at school (by the way, I just started my MBA programme.  A classical case of Man proposes and God disposes). Tall, intelligent (I have a weakness for them brainy guys) and just the perfect combo in all I have desired of in a man. Then the dude proposed to me, I stalled a little bit hoping to get info on his status (genotype). And he made a passing remark about it one day and I felt my world crumble. Again? I asked my self. Which kain nsogbu be dis kwanu?
      To cut a long story short, he literally cried, promised me a car, a foreign trip and all whatnot just to marry him but I blatantly refused. I don't have the strength to bring into this world a poor innocent child as a sickler who would suffer all her days.
     Now Aunties and their tongues have started the incessant tongue wagging. 'Hee nne m, okwa you know a girl is like a flower and has to get married early....blahblahblah'. Our society and early marriage sef. They see it as a mark of good value training when a girl marries on time.  But one thing is for sure, I can never settle for less just in the name of marriage. The thought cringes me. I have been a good girl all my life, am not promiscuous but yet the right man hasn't come yet. Abeg A A guys una don finish for market?
     No need for long matter. Uncle AS, I have got better plans. I don't want to threaten you but if ,God forbid, by 30, all you succeed in doing is using that your village juju to send only young cute AS guys my way, I would just go and do in vitro fertilisation and have a set of twins. Damn the society. I can't loose at both ends.