Nigerian housewife and mum of one in search of another child, reveals how she was raped by Medical Doctor.

Mrs Oluwatoyin Bello is a housewife who
about two weeks ago, reported a case of
alleged rape by her fertility doctor to the
police in Ikeja, Lagos.She now gives a full
detail of how the Doctor abused
her...excerpts:
Can you the world exactly what happened
between you and Dr. Olusola on April 9?
Few weeks ago, I was watching a TV
programme on health issues and Dr Yemi was
the guest. He discussed extensively the pos­
sible causes and cure of infertility. It was as
if he was talking to me because I have tried
severally to conceive a baby without success.
My first son is 24 years and since then, I
have been searching for the fruit of the
womb. As I listened to their discussion, I
quickly recorded his number, which was
scrolling on the TV screen.
Few minutes after the programme, I called
the man and told him what I was going
through and that I’m unable to get pregnant.
He asked me to come to his office at no 4
Ipodo Street, Ikeja.
I did not know the area very well, and that
discouraged. I was living with my parents at
Surulere when I separated from my husband
18 years ago. We separated when our son was
barely six years old. In 2012, we reconciled
and had a court wedding at Ojokoro registry.
We relocated to Ifako Ijaye where we live till
date.
Ever since we reconciled, I have tried to
conceive and give my husband a second child
but all that had failed.
On Saturday April 9, I was lying on the bed
thinking about life and the thought came
again that I should try and call the doctor
again. I called the doctor and he said that he
was in his office and explained to me how to
locate his office. I got there later in the day
and collected a card, following which the
nurse checked my blood pressure and weight.
When the doctor’s office was free, she asked
me to go in and I did. I told him how I was
feeling; he wrote some tests that I would do
on a paper and said that I should give the
paper to the nurse.
It was the nurse that did the calculation and
said that my bill would be about N38, 000
and above. I said that was too much. The
nurse advised me that I should meet the
doctor and explain things to him. I went back
to the doctor and he said that he would give
me 15% discount. He wrote it on a paper and
asked me to hand the paper over to the
nurse.
Then, I asked the doctor if I could come back
another day since I didn’t have such money
on me and he said that I could come back but
that there were two tests that I needed to do
on that day. He asked me the last time I saw
my monthly period and I told him. He told
me that the test was supposed to start on
Friday (April 8) but I can do some that day
(Saturday, April 9) and return Monday since
on that Saturday, I asked him what the
discount of the two tests was and he said I
should pay N8500 which I did. The nurse told
the doctor, that I had paid. The doctor then
asked me to go inside the office where the
instrument that would be used for the test
was kept.
When I entered the room, he asked me to
remove my long skirt and pant and lie on the
couch. There was something like TV where I
would be seeing what was happening inside
my body.
How high was the couch?
It is as high as this table but much longer
(making reference to an office table). I
removed my pant and he said I should spread
my legs; he then took an instrument that he
told me was known as Probe. He wore a
condom on it and inserted it inside my vagina
and asked me to open my legs very wide. He
was gradually inserting it in and out of my
vagina. At a point he removed the instrument
and started fondling with my clitoris, I
pushed his hands away but he said I shouldn’t
do that. He said that he would not get the
exact result that he needed to conclude the
test if I pushed his hands away.
He said that there was a fluid that I would
discharge and if he felt it, it would be
slippery like Okro. At a point, he brought out
my breast and squeezed it and watery
substance came out. I told him that I
detected it, and he said that I had
shomurowo (a Yoruba word to describe the
condition of her breast.) He continued to
squeeze my breast and by then, I decided to
close my eyes and concentrate. He pushed
something inside me again which I assumed
was the Probe. I noticed that he adjusted my
body again by drawing my buttocks to the
edge of the couch. I was carried away and I
never knew that the instrument that was
inserted again was actually his penis until I
heard him moan out aloud when he wanted to
ejaculate. I opened my eyes and realized that
he was actually having sex with me. I
screamed when I realised he was about to
release. I jumped down and he started
pampering me that I should not shout.
He removed the condom, dropped it in the
waste-bin and was washing his hands. I was
crying but he was begging me not to cry. He
then called the nurse and by the time the
nurse entered, I stood up and cleaned my
eyes. The lady (nurse) was looking at me when
she realized that I was in shock. He told the
nurse should take my blood.
Do you know the name of the nurse?
Yes, her name is nurse Bimbo.
She continued the test and detected that
there was a stain of blood, and it was not
supposed to be so. He then said that because
of the blood that was detected, the blood
sample that was taken was of no use. It was
raining heavily, so I had to stay back a bit. He
first of all did a scan on me before he used
the instrument that he inserted in my vagina.
As I was going back home, before I got to the
railway line in Ikeja, I saw a government
secretariat and noticed a police station beside
it. I walked in and saw a man at the counter
and I narrated my ordeal to the policeman at
the station. As a man, he could not hold
himself and started shedding tears.
He told me that they do not treat such case
there, that it is only traffic cases they
handled there. He told me that I should go to
Area F police command and report the
matter. Then, it was late, so I could not go to
Area F to report. My husband picked me at
the bus stop and on our way home, he tried
to get me to chat with him but I kept my face
straight. He noticed that I was not happy. He
asked what the problem was and the fact that
I couldn’t talk until the following day, being
Sunday. Even on that Sunday, because of my
mood, I mistakenly bruised my leg. I later
explained to my husband what happened to
me. He was shocked and asked if I had any
evidence and I told him that I could not even
shout.
My husband was also confused that such a
thing could happen to me. I told him that I
did not know what happened.
He told me to go back there on Monday with
my phone and record all my conversation
with the doctor. When I got there and we
discussed what happened on that day, he said
that I should not worry that he has interest in
me. I told him that he should have sought my
permission and if I was interested, I would let
him know. He said that I should forget
everything and start my treatment.
I then asked him about the test that he said
that I should do. He gave me a paper and
said that I should go and meet the nurse. He
wrote N11, 000 on the paper. I asked him,
how would I pay N11, 000. I reminded him
that the N8,500 that I paid on Saturday was
of no use since he cancelled the test.
He said that he did some test for me after I
left. I told him that I didnt have such an
amount that I wanted to pay N10, 000. All
these were intended to play along with him so
that he would allow me to leave that place.
Even on that Saturday that he raped me, I
assumed that it was his usual way. If I
shouted, they might kill me because we were
not more than three in that house. I told him
that I didn’t have that kind of money except I
went to the bank. He asked me which of the
banks and I said, Skye bank.
The doctor, during his visit said that you
met him at the police station and you de­
nied that he raped you. Did you ever
deny?
I never denied. Even the Area Commander
said that I should come with my husband and
I thank God that I informed him earlier. I
even thank God that I told my husband
because it would have been embarrassing if
he heard it from the police. I told them that
my husband is a busy man; he leaves home as
early 4 am because of traffic and returns
home very late.
I suggested that I would collect my android
phone from my son and get a video of him
narrating the story so that they would not
assume that I rented a husband. I also vol­
unteered to come with our family pictures.
But one policewoman advised me that for
anyone to believe me, I should go with my
husband so that they would see him one-on-
one. I pleaded with my IPO to send a text to
my husband that the Area Commander
wanted to see him, so that he could show it
to his boss. The woman did so and my
husband was able to take a day off to join me
at the police station on Friday (April 15).
After the whole conversation, the Area
Commander said that there is no concrete
evidence; that if they get to the court, they
will look stupid. At that point, I became
devastated because I do not have anyone to
fight for me except God.
It was at that juncture that I said that I left
everything in the hands of God. I brought out
my Bible, dropped it on the floor and stood
on it. I told him that as a pastor , he knew
what it meant to swear with the Holy Bible
and that if I had lied against him, all the
curses inside this Bible should come upon me
but if I did not lie against him, may almighty
God judge him.
The Area Commander said that they do not
believe in swearing with the Bible that it is an
ordinary paper. From there, the Area
Commander said that he was not saying that I
should withdraw the case. They are
continuing with their investigation but
pending the final decision, I should not take
the case to another place. I said that I would
be glad if they will continue with the
investigation.
Even the nurse denied our conversation after
the incident. On that Saturday night after I
got home, I called the nurse Bimbo and
explained what happened to me and she said
that the doctor was fond of sleeping with his
patients. She told me that the man is even a
pastor at Winners Chapel and most of the
ladies that came to their clinic always call to
complain. So, when she was invited to the
police station, she denied that I never
reported such a thing to her. She claimed
that what I told her was that the doctor
inserted the instrument inside me and told
me that I should not be angry.
The Area Commander said that it is a normal
procedure, if it is about what the doctor said
that he wanted to detect, why would the
nurse be begging me not to get angry. The
doctor had explained that if they want to
have that kind of test, they must insert an
instrument inside my private part. How come
would this woman be complaining that they
inserted that instrument inside her and you
are begging that she should not be offended?
The nurse just said that I did not complain
that the doctor had sex with me.
On that last day that I went with my husband,
they now said that they would go the network
provider and see if they can recall that
conversation. I gave them the numbers but
they could only get the day, time and
number. We were asked to go until they
called us back. I did not write any withdrawal
statement.
Did you observe the colour of his under­
wear?
I only noticed that when I quickly stood up,
he was yet to pull up his trouser. I was even
telling the Area Commander that if I had
wanted to lie against him, I would pretend
that the wound I sustained at home was
inflicted on me by the doctor when we were
struggling. I will never lie against him because
I believe that there is God and He will fight
my battle.
What exactly do you want government
and some of the human right
organizations interested in this case do to
help your situation?
All I want is justice, so that this man wont continue doing same to other innocent women