I stepped out of a store and saw a little boy of about 2yrs old crying to an ice cream vendor. The ice cream man was seriously yelling at him and asking him to go away, then he shoved the baby. I was really pissed and asked what happened, he said the baby wants 🍦 and he is not with money. How much is the🍦he said 100 naira. Na because of 100 naira you dey push pikin? Give am 10. He said madam na 1k o, I no want story o. I said give am 10 mister man. The mother of the baby was around watching us. Then other kids joined and I ended up buying about 30pcs or so. Then I gave the seller 5k , he said it was excess and I said no worry. He started crying, said he is a terrible person and he feels ashamed for how he treated the baby, I told him that I understand. He said he hadn't sold anything and he was frustrated when the baby was tugging at him. No wahala my bro, take this one join the 5k , e go better by God's grace. Baby's mother was so happy and hugged me tightly. Said she didn't have 100 naira to buy for the baby that's why. Mummy baby, you sef guide with this one. Baby is happy Other babies around are happy Ice cream man is happy Mummy baby is happy I am fulfilled. May God ease all our affairs. 🙏

I’ll Expose Something that’s been hidden today. The secret No one wants to let out, It’s a long read but you’ll understand why. Nigeria’s healthcare system needs reform. Not cosmetic reform. Not committee-after-committee reform. Real reform. Structural reform. Urgent reform. And at the centre of this collapse is something we don’t talk about enough: the teaching hospital system. It has been bastardized. Quietly. Gradually. Almost politely. And people are dying because of it. Let’s slow down for a moment. A teaching hospital, in its true sense, is not just another big hospital with many buildings. It is supposed to be the final referral point in the health system. The place where the most complex cases go. Where specialists teach. Where research informs care. Where time, depth, and thinking matter as much as drugs and procedures. Ideally, a teaching hospital should sit at the peak of a pyramid: •Primary Health Care handles common, simple conditions •Secondary (general) hospitals manage moderately complex cases •Teaching hospitals deal with rare, severe, complicated, or poorly understood problems That is the theory. Now, let’s be honest about the Nigerian reality. In Nigeria, teaching hospitals spend the bulk of their time doing what primary and secondary facilities were created to do. Very uncomplicated cases. Cough and catarrh. Simple diarrhoea. Uncomplicated urinary tract infections. Normal labour with no risk factors. Patients stroll straight into teaching hospitals for issues that should never be there in the first place. The result? Doctors, nurses, and trainees are overwhelmed. Clinics are overcrowded. Wards are congested. Emergency rooms are flooded with non-emergencies. By the time the real teaching hospital cases arrive, the system is already exhausted. And this is the most painful part. When the complex cases come, the ones that actually require: •prolonged clinical reasoning •multidisciplinary discussions •careful review of literature •tailored, patient-specific management …the doctors are already physically tired. Mentally drained. Emotionally worn out. So what happens? Care becomes rushed. Teaching becomes shallow. Research becomes an afterthought. And patients who needed the highest standard of care receive something less than optimal. Not because doctors don’t care. Not because they are incompetent. But because the system has set them up to fail. A teaching hospital is supposed to be your last bus stop. The place where nothing is too complex. The place where a single patient can be discussed for hours if needed. The place where someone can say, “Let’s go back to the literature,” and actually have the time to do it. That vision is largely lost in Nigeria. What we have now are teaching hospitals functioning like overcrowded general hospitals, just with more titles, more stress, and higher expectations. And people are paying for this failure with their lives. If we are serious as a country, we must rebuild the referral system. Strengthen primary health care. Make secondary hospitals functional and trusted. Enforce proper referral pathways. Until that happens, teaching hospitals will remain overwhelmed, diluted, and dangerous in ways that are not immediately obvious. This is not noise. This is not complaining. This is a warning. Reform Nigerian healthcare. And do it now.

Sometime this year, I made the grievous mistake of rushing a dying young man who had collapsed on the road to the hospital at the instance of a doctor who I had earlier called for advice, even when everybody chose to walk pass. Unfortunately, upon reaching the hospital, the young man gave up the ghost. Out of protocol, I requested that the police be informed since I never knew the person involved, i was just trying to be a good citizen. I was taken to incident the case at GRA Police station in Asaba. To tell you how wicked some officers of the Nigerian Police Force could be, I was instead accused of murder with my statement taken under caution. CSP Joseph Udoh, the DPO, told me he must deal with me for acting like ‘Jesus’. Those were his exact words. He bluntly told me that when he is through with me, if I see anybody dying again, I would walk pass, even after the deceased victims family had confirmed that their late son had an underlying condition. I immediately understood why people make videos in such a situation and do not make an attempt to rescue the victim. It took the grace of God through a very very top government functionary for me to have escaped the murder charge that I was tagged with. Even after the VVIP personally came to attest and ensure I was released, the Nigerian Police Force, through CSP Joseph Udoh of the Asaba GRA Division still emptied my account as bail money, I went home with only Two thousand Naira. As the year comes to an end, I am using this opportunity to thank God for bringing me out of tha situation. Many people are still in prison for cases lesser than mine. My people, join me to thank God. Source: facebook.com/share/p/1DTtm8v…

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This Malami drama is medicine after death. if your systems, institutions etc can’t stop a govt official from stealing tens to hundreds of billions of naira, then you have a useless system. These dramatic EFCC cases and seizure of property is all noise.

Im so glad they don’t ask shit questions like this in real life! In Obstetrics and Gynaecology, the mother’s life always comes first. No obstetrician is leaving the operating room to ask the father, ‘Who should we save?’ that’s not how medicine works.

Marriage is scary because what if you don't know who to save if something goes wrong during labor 💔

Dr. Gould was found alive this afternoon about 3 miles away from her home in her vehicle. It preliminary appears she suffered a medical episode. She has been transferred to an area hospital. I hope that she is going to be okay.